****** Tom, Ali and Me by Alsha ******
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Tom, Ali and Me


The following story is true. I condensed it from my mothers diary. Her death
was a surprise to us. We love our mother. We are in love with our mother. This
is for her. Rest in peace Mom.


It was 1970, I was 30 years old, a widow of the Viet Nam war, the mother of two
children. Tom Jr. 13 and Alisha 10. I as devistated. For the first year that
Tom was gone, I concentrated on the children, not myself. The world was in a
state of confusion. My emotions were not far behind. After the money we got
from the government was gone, I got a job. I never had to work in my life. I
had a GED, no college. A friend of mine convinced her husband to hire me as a
secretary.

It was Friday afternoon. Tom and Ali were usually in their rooms, so I went to
mine to change. Ali's bedroom door was open, I looked in, she wasn't there.
Tom's door was partially open, enough to see in. I didn't open it though, last
time I did that Tom was masturbating. We were both very embarrassed. This time
though, both Tom and Ali were in there masturbating. I blushed. I stood there
dumbfounded. I didn't know if I should interrupt or ignore it. I went to my
room and sat in the chair next to the window and stared out. I don't know how
long I had been sitting there thinking about Tom Sr. and how much I missed him.


In the spring of 1956 I got pregnant. Tom Sr. being the proper man in those
days told my mom that he would marry me and give the child a proper home. Mom
herself was a widow of WWII. Without fanfare, Tom and I married before I
started to "show". I wasn't in love with him, I loved him though. We lived with
mom until after Tom Jr. was born. Tom Sr. was a devoted father, but not a
devoted husband. We had sex once a month. I masturbated a lot. He had his
mistress.

Tom got a job with a large metal manufacturer in the area. When Tom Jr. was a
year old, we bought a house. Then it happened, he came home from work and had
announced that he had joined the Army. At first, I thought he was joking. He
wasn't. Between '58 and '69 we were all over the place, Europe, California,
Virginia and Washington. His unit had been ordered to Viet Nam. In the now 12
years of marriage, I had fallen in love with him. He didn't have a mistress. I
didn't masturbate, unless it was for him.

My thoughts were interrupted by Ali. "Mom, are you alright?" I looked at her.
Smiled. "Yes sweetheart, I'm fine. Was thinking about your father. " The image
of my children naked and masturbating suddenly flooded my mind. I cringed.
"What can I do for you?"

"What's for dinner?" She asked.

"Oh, uh, I didn't even think about dinner. Lets go out. I don't feel like
cooking tonight."

We sat and watched TV when we got home. I was wondering if I should say
something to them about what I had seen earlier in the evening. I decided to
wait till they went to bed and would talk to them separately.

I went to Tom first, He as in his bed, reading one of his science fiction
books. "Tom, we need to have a talk. " Sure mom, let me finish this page?" I
sat on his bed and waited.

"What's up mom?"

"Well, Remember a few weeks ago when I walked in and saw you masturbating?"

He blushed. "Uh, yeah mom. " He looked away from me.

"Well, today, when I got home, I saw you and Ali masturbating together."

His face became pale. "That's all we did. I promise. " A little tear started in
his eye.

"Don't cry, I just don't want you masturbating in front of her that's all.

She's 12 years old, too young to be doing those things."

"It wasn't my idea mom."

"What do you mean, she wanted to masturbate too?"

"Kinda. I had the door closed, like you and I had agreed, and was masturbating,
she walked in. She wanted to know what I was doing and I told her. She said
that she never saw a boy with an erection and asked if she could see mine. " He
was bright red.

"You should have said no. " I said sternly.

"I did, then told her to get out."

"You sure?"

"Yes mom, I promise. " He paused, "Next thing I know, she was getting undressed
and wanted to watch me. I'm sorry mom, but I got hard again looking at her. I
couldn't help myself, I started to jack off."

"Please don't say that. It sounds crude. " I looked at him. "Did you do
anything else?"

"No mom, that was all. She started to finger herself and said that she liked
watching me. She asked if she could watch me when ever I jac.... masturbated. I
told her I don't care, but if we get caught, she had to tell the truth that it
was her idea."

"Ok. I don't want you doing it in front of her any more. " I leaned down and
kissed his forehead. "Night sweety."

I went to Ali's room. "Alisha, we need to have a talk about what you and Tom
did today."

"What do you mean mom?" She blushed. "You know exactly what I mean. "

"Oh. " She looked down, and blushed more. "You are not allowed to be in his
room unless the door is open. That means the bathroom too. " I paused, "That
means ANY room, no matter where."

"Yes mom."

I kissed her forehead, pulled her blankets up to her chin. "Night sweety"

"Night mom."

I went back to the living room and watched some more TV.

I sat there and wondered if Ali would defy me and go back to his room after I
was asleep. I wondered if Tom even ejaculates. I felt my nipples get hard, then
blushed. In my mind, I suddenly saw his bald penis, hard, his wrapped around it
and jacking off.

I went to bed and laid there and wondered more if my son ejaculates. I started
to get aroused.

"This isn't right. " I heard myself say out loud. I blushed. I pushed the image
from my mind, and went to sleep.

The next few weeks went by pleasantly, as far as I knew, Ali was staying out of
Toms room. I hadn't thought about Tom sexually once since that one night.

Then it happened. The three of us were sitting on the living room floor playing
Monopoly. I looked over to him, he had an erection, the small bulge in his blue
jeans was unmistakable.

I couldn't concentrate on the game. All I could think about was him
masturbating. "Listen you two, I'm a bit tired, I'm going to hit the sack.
Don't stay up to late. " I got up and went to my room.

I stood in front the mirror, looking at my naked body. My breasts sagged, my
stomach still had the signs of stretch marks. My butt sagged. I had love
handles. I was 31 and had my moms body.

I didn't put my nightgown on. I just went to bed.

At some time during the night I woke up. I had been masturbating in my sleep. I
got up, went to the bathroom, peed washed my hands. On my way back to my room I
stopped in front of Toms room. His door was closed. I opened it, looked in. He
was asleep. I went in closed the door, sat on his bed, crossed my legs.

"Mom? Is something wrong?" He said, half asleep. He sat up, turned his lamp on.


"Nothing sweety. " I reached out, pulled his blankets down. Looked at his
crotch, his penis was soft. "Take your pj's off Tom."

"What?"

"Please Tom, don't ask. " I blushed. I knew what I was about to do was wrong. I
was a good Catholic mother. I didn't even date after Tom Sr. died. I had lived
without sex in a long time. "Please, just do as I ask."

"Uh, ok mom. " He started to get undressed. His penis started to get hard.

"Tom, I want you to masturbate for me."

"What?"

"Please, I want to watch you jack off."

He started to stroke his penis. It wasn't large, but he was no longer the
little boy.

I reached down and started to masturbate.

I didn't touch him. I just watched. I couldn't look at his face. I didn't dare.
I just wanted to watch him ejaculate, I wanted to have an orgasm.

I few minutes had passed, his face got tight, so did his tummy, his small
testicles shrunk up inside him. I waited, I wanted to see his semen. There was
none. I fingered myself faster until I had my orgasm.

Without a word to the other, I got off of his bed and left his room.

Every night for a month, after I knew Ali as asleep, I would go into Toms room,
we would masturbate.

I couldn't help myself. I reached down, took his penis in my hand and started
to jack him off.

Whenever Tom and I were alone, I would jack him off. No matter what time of
day. I became a woman obsessed. For the next three or four months I did it. I
wanted to see him ejaculate. Then he did. It was a little, but it was there. No
more than a drop, but enough to see.

The weeks went by, his semen started to come out in larger volumes. I would rub
it over his penis. His penis started to get larger too. I noticed it. It became
thinker and longer.

It had been a year now, Tom and I masturbated together. It was his 16th
birthday. I was going to give him a special surprise.

I went to my room, changed out of my work clothes, went to the kitchen made
dinner. I was excited.

That night, I undressed, like every time when I would jack him off. He was
awake, his penis hard. Waiting for me. I sat on his bed, reached down, and
stroked him slowly. I still did not look at him. I smiled to myself, leaned
down, and slowly slid my mouth over his penis. I had it in my mouth, all the
way to its base. I held his testicles in my hand. His penis felt good in my
mouth. I sucked it, licked it, kissed it. My head bobbed up and down over his
penis. His balls tightened. I knew it should be soon. I suck my mouth tight
around his penis till he came. I held his penis in my mouth till it got soft.

I got off of his bed, went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth, peed and washed
my hands.

One day, Ali was suppose to be at a friends house for the afternoon. I got
home, told Tom to get undressed. I got undressed. I took him to the couch, he
sat down. I got on my knees, and started to suck his cock. My mouth was all the
way to the base of his cock when Ali came into the house. Tom and I just sat
there. Stunned, neither of us could move. I sat there on the floor, naked, more
finger in my pussy, his cock in my hand. We stared at her.

She looked at me, "Fucking bitch! That's why you didn't want me to go to his
room!" She screamed at me.

Tom and I stopped having sex for a few weeks. Ali wouldn't talk to me.

A couple of months later, I couldn't help myself, I needed to have an orgasm
while I was sucking Tom. I got out of bed, took my nightgown off went to his
room. For the first time in two years, his door was shut. I was cautious when I
opened the door. I turned the light on. I just stood there. I couldn't believe
what I was seeing. Ali was straddling Toms cock. She didn't stop, her body kept
bobbing up and down, her breasts bouncing in beat to her body. Her hands on his
chest. She looked right at me. "Hi mom. " She smiled, "If you can fuck him, so
can I. " She said flatly.

I left his room, his door open. I went to my room, sat on the bed and cried.

What had I done, for two years now I have been having sex with my son. My
daughter is too. How long has this been going on? How long has she been fucking
him. I got under my blankets, curled up into a ball. I looked at the clock when
I woke up, it was 10 in the morning. I didn't remember falling asleep. I
couldn't remember what I dreamt about. I got up went to the bathroom, took a
shower.

When I got to the living room, Tom and Ali were sitting on the couch, both were
naked. I looked at them both, said nothing and went to the kitchen and started
breakfast. "Breakfast it ready you two. " I called from the dining room. Ali
came in first, sat down, then Tom. We ate in silence.

As weeks went by, I got use to seeing them in the nude.

Another Friday night, I got home from work. Ali was on her knees, sucking Tom's
cock. I stood there and watched. He came in her mouth. She looked up at me,
opened her mouth to show me his semen. Then she swallowed it. I felt jealousy.
I was angry. That semen should have been mine. I have been wanting to taste him
for weeks, and held myself back.

Not any more. I stripped. walked over to Tom, got on my knees, stroked his cock
till he was hard. With my other hand, I fingered myself, spreading my moisture
over my pussy and anus. Satisfied that he was as hard as he would get, I stood
up, turned around, and slowly lowered myself. His cock started to slip in my
anus. At first, it hurt, I hadn't had anal sex in four years. I looked at Ali
in defiance. In my mind, I dared her to do that.

She sat on the floor, and started to masturbate. She watched me intently.
Smiling the whole time. I kept lifting and lowering my body. It felt good to
have his cock in my ass. I reached down, held his balls in my hands. I waited
till I knew he was ready to cum. I lifted off of him, turned, got on my knees
and finished jacking him off, his semen squirting onto my flabby tits and
belly. I was not prepared for what happened next. Ali came over and started to
lick his semen from my body.

She pushed me back, I fell backwards to the floor. She straddled my belly,
smiled down at me and started to massage my breasts. I could only stare up at
her. Tom went to the bathroom and came back a few minutes later. Ali laid flat
on me. She shoved her tongue in my mouth. Tom was standing between our legs. He
got to his hands and knees, and pushed his cock into her pussy. His balls
started to slap my pussy. Ali started to raise herself, moved don my body. Tom
followed her, never leaving her pussy. Her hands rested on my thighs. The she
started to spread them. She lifted them onto her shoulders, opened her mouth
and covered my pussy with it. Tom was slamming his cock into her pussy, I could
hear his cock slop in and out, his balls slapping her. The occasional pussy
fart. She started to suck my pussy.

Tom was the first to cum. Then Ali, then me. Ali got on her knees, covered her
pussy with her hand. She moved up, her pussy over my face, she let her hand
free, and his semen started to drip from her. I opened my mouth, she lowered
herself, I happily sucked his semen from her pussy. She had another orgasm.

She stood up, smiled down at me. I looked up at her. I couldn't believe I just
had sex with another woman, let alone my daughter.

Every day for the next the next three years, I would come home, strip in the
living room. Ali and I would take turns with Tom, then suck his semen from each
others pussy. We never had sex with Tom unless the other was there. When Ali
and I were on our periods, he would get sucked, then Ali and I would let him
fuck our asses.

Ali would be taking his cock in her ass, I would suck her pussy. He would cum
on my tits and belly Ali would lick it off or vice versa.

We never wore cloths when we were home. When ever Tom got a hard on, Ali or I
would fuck or suck him.

We bathed and slept together.

One night, Ali was on her hands and knees, her body over me. Tom was fucking
her ass. "Mom, Ali, I have to stop. I have to pee."

Ali turned her head, looked at him. "Then piss in my ass. But you better not
pull out."

"You are not pissing on my bed!" I said.

"Fine, then we'll go into the bathroom. " Ali said indignantly. We went into
the bathroom, I laid a towel on the floor, got on my back, Ali straddled her
body over mine. Tom pushed his cock into her ass. "Ali, I can't pee when I'm
hard."

"Then let it get soft, but don't pull out, I want to feel your piss in my ass."

Ali lowered herself onto my belly. I could feel Toms balls on my belly. She
leaned down, we started to kiss.

My belly started to get hot. I pulled her closer. Our tongues buried in each
others mouths. She was peeing on me. She pulled away from my face, smiled,
turned her head, "Piss in me you soft fucker, YES DAMMIT PISS!" He was really
doing it, he was peeing in her ass.

"My turn. " I said.

Tom pulled out of her. Went to the sink, washed his cock. Ali sat on the toilet
and peed from her ass.

"Tom," I said, "On your back. " He got on his back. I straddled my ass over his
cock, lowered myself until his cock was in as far as it would go. Ali came
over, straddled his face, shoved her hand between my pussy and Tom. Three of
her fingers were in me. I peed. I finished. Then started to move up and down on
his cock till he came.

Tom, Ali and I have been making love now for 20 years. Both of them have been
married and divorced. I never remarried.

Fifteen years ago, I had a baby, Tom's. Her name is Trish. Although she does
not participate, she does watch us have sex. She masturbates. She does not know
that Tom is also her brother. She thinks that Ali is Toms wife. She has asked,
but all three of us have refused to have sex with her.

Trish sleeps in her own room, Tom and Ali still sleep with me.

Next month, I will be 60 years old. On the night of my birthday, I will ask Tom
and Ali to sleep in their old rooms. I will commit suicide. I am no longer
enjoying the sex with my children. I have nothing to live for now. I will make
love with that night. That one last time. My last orgasm. I will take the
pistol from the back of the bottom drawer of my dresser, cover my face with a
pillow, and shoot it straight between my eyes. I love my children. But I no
longer enjoy making love with them.

I love you Thomas, Alisha and Trisha.

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