Another Mom Son And Sister Story

My Mom, Son, and Sister: An Erotic Sex Story

It was the summer after I graduated high school and I was home for the holidays. I had been away for a few years for college and the thought of being reunited with my little brother and my mom was exciting beyond belief. Little did I know that this summer would be the most erotic experience of my life.

My brother and I had always been close, but now that he was older, I could sense a new, sexual tension between us. I didn’t know where it had come from, but it was undeniable. We were inseparable that summer, doing everything together and spending most of our time together, alone.

One night after dinner, my mom, son, and I were all sitting in the living room watching TV when my mom suggested we all go for a swim in the pool. I was surprised by the suggestion but I agreed to it. We all changed into our swimsuits and headed out to the pool.

It was a hot summer night and the air was heavy and humid. We all waded out into the cool water and began to play and splash around. After a while, I noticed that my brother and I were the only ones still in the water. The light of the pool illuminated my brother’s toned, muscular body. He had definitely grown up since I’d last seen him and I couldn’t help but be drawn to him.

I watched as he glided through the water, almost as if he were a fish. He was graceful and beautiful and I wanted him. As I watched him, I felt a stirring in my loins. I was overcome with lust and desire and before I knew it, I had swam over to him.

Without a word, I pressed my body against his and kissed him deeply. He seemed just as surprised as I was, but he reciprocated with equal passion. We kissed and caressed each other in the water and I felt as if I was in some sort of trance. Nothing else seemed to exist except the two of us and our desire.

After a while, I felt my mom’s presence and I was quickly pulled away from my brother. She scolded us both for our behavior, but there was a gleam in her eye that suggested she was enjoying what she had seen. I looked over to my brother and he had a similarly guilty, yet satisfied look on his face.

That night, I lay in bed thinking about what had happened. I was filled with guilt and shame but I couldn’t deny the pleasure I had felt while kissing my brother. The thought of it still sent shivers down my spine.

The next day, my brother and I were out walking and he suggested that we stop by a nearby brothel. I was shocked by his suggestion but I was also intrigued. We went inside and I was amazed by the variety of services offered. There were young, attractive women everywhere and I couldn’t believe my eyes.

My brother suggested that we both get a prostitute for the night and I agreed. We both took a prostitute back to our hotel room and I soon found myself in an incredibly erotic situation. My brother and I took turns with the prostitute, enjoying each other’s bodies and exploring our own sexual desires. It was the most erotic experience of my life and I never wanted it to end.

When the night was over, I looked over to my brother and saw a satisfied look on his face. He had obviously enjoyed the experience just as much as I had and I realized that this was something that we could share and explore together.

The next day, my brother and I went to the same brothel and this time, my mother was with us. She seemed just as intrigued as we were and even more eager to explore her own desires. We all took a prostitute back to our hotel room and I watched as my brother and mother explored each other’s bodies.

It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen and I was overcome with desire. I could feel my own body pulsing with lust and I wanted to join in. When the time was right, I slid into bed between them and we all shared an incredibly passionate and erotic experience.

It was the best night of my life and I knew that this was something that I would never forget. My mom, son, and I had all just shared the most intimate and erotic experience of our lives and I knew that this would only be the beginning of our exploration into sexual pleasure.