The Brother/Son Obsession
Charlie's sister and mother have gone crazy! They keep wanting to have wanton flings with him. Charlie has no choice but to take care of them both!
Kimmie was waiting for Charlie to round the corner that morning. She was wearing no bottoms and just a flimsy top. She knew he was awake because she could hear him when he got up in the mornings. Charlie was so loud. The worst part of it was that it made Kimmie hot. She would hear him rustling around and her clit would throb. It was how things had been over the past few weeks before that morning.
Kimmie could hear him touching himself through the wall. She would listen to him beat his meat and she would end up rubbing her clit while lying in her bed, taking in the sounds of Charlie’s session. He would do it every morning. It was as consistent as the sunrise. Kimmie would wake up and stare at the ceiling, and then moments later she would hear her brother playing with himself in the next room. He would do it for an hour sometimes. She would picture him, naked, on his bed, with a box of tissues on his nightstand and a pile of used ones on the floor, crumpled up into small paper tulips.
Kimmie couldn’t help it. She too would wake up and feel the same way as her brother, and the sounds coming through the wall pushed her toward insanity. She had started to look at Charles in a different light years prior, when he started college. Kimmie was only a few years older than him, but Charlie had begun to transform into a handsome man, with broad shoulders and a thick chest. She would let her eyes linger over his body occasionally, but when he looked over at her, she would do her best to pretend that she had been diverting her eyes elsewhere. But since she started to hear his sessions in the early morning, she realized that containing herself was becoming harder by the day.
Most mornings she would stroke herself while eavesdropping in. She would match the pets of her clitoris with the banging of the bed. She could sometimes hear him letting out small gasps and stifled moans. She would envision him making those sounds in her ear. She would picture him slowly nibbling on her earlobe as he thrust inside of her, emptying his balls into her hot cunt rather than the numerous tissues that he would go through in the morning. That was what she really wanted. She wanted him to fill her up with his seed. She wanted him to pump so much of it into her that it would spill out onto the bed sheets.
Most mornings, Kimmie would do her best to suppress her noise level. She didn’t want her brother to hear her. But there was something different about this particular session. She started to realize that she wanted her dear brother to listen to her through the walls. It was only fair, right? For Charlie to endure what she had been going through for weeks. So when she heard him rustling around through the wall, this time, she started to stroke herself and moan untethered.
Charlie heard his sister going at it through the wall and he stopped stroking himself. He was confused. He must have been hearing things, he thought to himself. He had tried to stifle his actions every morning, and he had never heard a peep coming from the other room before. His mind must have been playing tricks on him. But when he halted his stroking, he could hear her, clear as day, whimpering from the other room. It confused him. Maybe he was still asleep, dreaming that he could hear his sibling’s finger blasting while he was playing with his cock.
Kimmie felt little relief from her hand. She felt herself feeling more ramped up. She hadn’t expected that. She figured that if she touched herself the urges inside that had been building over the prior weeks would subside. Instead, she felt an image of her brother, naked and his cock stiff, growing larger in her head.
When she realized he had ceased and that he was getting out of bed, her mind began to race. She had assumed that they would touch themselves in conjunction and then maybe, just maybe, she could confront him about their shared experience. But Charlie getting out of bed so abruptly had altered her plan. She couldn’t let the chance of them sharing more escape. She had already gone too far. So, Kimmie jumped out of bed and rushed to her door, pressing her ear against it and waiting until she heard the click of her brother’s doorknob.
Charles froze when he saw his sister. He was in his underwear and she was in her shirt and nothing else, standing in their doorways and looking their sibling up and down. Neither of them spoke for a few seconds. It was Kimmie who was the first to break the silence.
“Why did you stop?”
“What?”
“I said, why did you stop? You never stop.”
“Wha... What do you mean?”
“You know I hear you every morning in there. I know what you’re doing. So why did you stop today? Was it because of me?”
“I... Uh... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes you do, Charlie. Cut the shit. I told you, I know what you’re doing in there.”
The silence returned. Charlie moved his gaze from Kimmie’s face to the carpet underneath his feet. He started to move toward the bathroom so he could shower and get his day started, but Kimmie moved in front of him, preventing his escape.
“You can’t just walk away. I need you. You got me all hot and bothered and you can’t just leave me like this. Look.”
Kimmie reached down, pulled up her shirt and began to swish her fingers across her cunt. When she pulled her hand from her cunt, there was a thick film now residing between her digits. She was soaked. Charlie could make out the outline of her lips through the fabric of her bottoms.
“Look how fucking wet you made me. You can’t just walk away. Besides, I know you need to come too. You start every day coming into those tissues on your nightstand. Well today, you’re going to shoot that cum inside of me.”
Charlie felt his cock begin to twitch inside of his shorts. He looked at Kimmie, equally confused and turned on by her advances.
“Kimmie... You can’t be serious.”
“Dead fucking serious. I need to be plugged up and then filled up. You’ve driven me crazy these past few weeks.”
Kimmie reached down, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and yanked it off in one motion. She then wrapped her arms around Charlie’s shoulders while gently pushing him back into his bedroom.
“Come on... Don’t you wanna? Come plug me up and then fill me up. That’s what I really want.”
Charlie couldn’t contain himself any longer. He kissed her. When their lips met, he felt like fireworks had gone off inside his loins. He had never felt so turned on in his life. His cock was aching, it was so intense. He picked up Kimmie and she wrapped her legs around him. He felt the back of his thighs touch the edge of his bed and he laid back before yanking down his boxers and freeing his erect unit. As soon as it was out, Kimmie pressed her pussy against it and then sank until he was fully inside of her.
“Yeah, that’s it. Plug me up and fill me up.”
Charlie let out a soft moan and then started pumping his cock into her. Her insides felt like velvet. She had never felt a pussy that felt so tight, so comfortable. He wanted to stay inside of his sister for hours on end, just edging himself. But it was impossible. He was too turned on and she felt too pleasant for him to hold back any longer. Besides that, she kept on begging him to come inside of her. She was whispering it into his ear while licking and biting his lobe.
The first release of the day was always the strongest for Charlie, and he felt an intense release shoot out of him this time around. It went deep inside his sister, and when she felt his warm seed flowing into her, she became ecstatic. She bounced on him until she couldn’t feel anything else pumping out of his cock. When he was drained, she smiled down at him before pecking him on the tip of his nose. She thanked him, and then she raised herself off his cock. She then lay beside him, stroking his chest while resting her head on his shoulder. Charlie was quiet, still processing what had gone on, but also finding himself happy that it transpired the way it had.
Heather had grown jealous of how close Charlie and Kimmie had become after that first interaction.
She could hear them all day, fucking all over the house. Kimmie would walk around, acting like a little slut, begging her brother to use her body so that he would be satisfied. At first, it sickened Heather. After all, she was their mother, and she didn’t necessarily approve of their tryst. But after weeks of hearing the two of them constantly going at it, she started to feel another emotion boiling up inside of her. It was covetousness.
Kimmie was attractive. Sure, she was younger and she had a decent body, but Heather was more “endowed” in certain areas. It irked her that Charles never even looked at her, much less ravaged her like he constantly did his sister. The children’s father had left years ago, leaving Heather to be all alone on cold nights. She had tried dating, but she had never found “the one” who would stick with her through and through. She had come to accept that she would probably never remarry, but now that Kimmie and Charles were going at it like rabbits, she felt the need for companionship rising in her chest once again.
She started wearing lower-cut tops and shorter skirts around the house. Heather would see her son gawking at her out of the corner of her eye, but when she would turn in an attempt to meet his gaze, he would shoot his stare away from her. She at first thought it was cute. She had always known that Charles was shy, but soon that humor turned into frustration.
Heather realized that Charles would never make the first move. She half-wondered if Kimmie was the one who had instigated their relationship. It made sense. Kimmie was always more outgoing than her younger brother. Heather resigned that she would have to be the one to approach her son if things were ever going to go the way she wanted them to. So one weekend when Kimmie was out with her friends watching a movie, Heather sat down next to her son while he was playing a game with his friends online.
He tried his best not to look at Heather, but when he did take a small peek, he saw that she was wearing a microscopic bra and panty set. Her tits were popping out of the top, and her bottoms were practically string. Charlie dropped his controller and let out a yelp when he saw her. Charlie was somewhat confused but his cock was throbbing and since he had started banging his sister things that didn’t make sense at first started to come together.
It was as if everyone in the house knew what would eventually happen. Heather would gawk at her son after he left Kimmie’s room. After he had pounded Kimmie for hours, making her scream and beg for more from him. How could Heather hear all that commotion and not want to be plowed by him? At least once, she would think to herself. At least once just try out that dick and see if it was worth the hype.
Heather locked eyes with Charles and shrugged, acting like her outfit wasn’t that big of a deal.
“Oh, so what? I just want to be comfortable. Especially around you. I don’t get much alone time with you anymore, Charlie.”
“Yeah... I guess so...”
“It’s really a shame. We should spend more alone time together, don’t you think?”
Heather leaned over her son’s lap and let her tits flash on display for him. Kimmie didn’t have a pair like her mother, that’s for sure. It felt like the most appealing aspect of using his mother’s body. Heather reached down and ran her hand over Charlie’s length before stopping at his head.
She had been going crazy thinking about Charlie and what he would do to his sister and it practically drove her wild. Now that she was ever so close, it was dreamlike. Heather wrapped her fingers around Charlie’s shaft and began to squeeze before climbing on top of his lap. Just like that, the advancement was made. She leaned in and kissed her son, and with that, she awoke the entity that would emerge from Charlie. He was so calm and demure when he was around his mother, but she witnessed how intense his fucking would be with Kimmie. She knew what was coming, but it still caught her off guard with how drastic a change it was.
Her son started dominating her in a way she hadn’t expected. She had witnessed how he was with his sister, but she didn’t expect the beast to come out of his lair so quickly. Charlie picked her up in his arms and then laid her down on the sofa, yanking her legs apart as he began to paw at her bottoms. It took only a fraction of a second for them to be ripped from her body. Once they were gone, he began to prod his cock against her slick opening.
“You wanna be plugged up too?” he said through grit teeth. “You and Kimmie are whores. All you two think about is getting dick, isn’t it?”
Heather didn’t answer. She was stunned by his choice of words and how lewd he was being with her.
“Answer me! That’s what you’ve been thinking about, isn’t it? Getting dick from your son?”
“Yes! Yes, it’s been what I’ve been thinking about.”
“Well, guess what, slut? That’s exactly what you’re going to get. I don’t care if you’re my mother. Right now, you are just a piece of ass for me to entertain myself with.”
He shoved himself inside of her and then pulled her tits from her bra. He started to pound away at her while licking her chest. He would nibble on her nipples as he took her. Her body was different from Kimmie’s. Her ass was fatter, and her breasts were more full. It was a brand-new experience for Charlie. He felt excitement running through his being as he laid pipe into his scantily dressed mother. Now he had two women to have his way with. What’s more, they both lived with him, so he could have access to both of them whenever he wanted.
The weeks leading up to that moment shifted Charles into a different person. Kimmie allowing him to satisfy his needs with her body had made him twisted and perverted. There was no going back for him, either. He was too far down the rabbit hole. He pulled his cock from his mother’s cunt and then slid it between her luscious mounds.
“Suck on it while I fuck those tits of yours.”
Heather nodded, still reeling from the entire episode taking place as it had. She leaned forward and sucked on his cock head while he thrust himself between her tits. She could taste herself on him, and while she had never had someone make her suck them off after entering her pussy, she didn’t feel apprehensive about the deed. Instead, she felt her snatch begin to throb with how thrilled she was by her son’s actions.
When Charlie was done with her chest, he grabbed her by the hair and flipped her onto her stomach. He grabbed her ass and began to dig his fingers into her cheeks before spreading them apart. He slapped his erect rod against her ass three times before placing his helmet against her slit and then entered her, sinking fully into her body. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled on it while he ravaged her body.
“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? I can feel how fucking wet you are. How dirty. You have just been sitting around, thinking of this, haven’t you?”
“Yes! This is exactly what I wanted! I want you to fuck me like you do Kimmie!”
Charlie felt a jolt of pleasure flow through his body. He felt himself close to climaxing. He only lasted a few more strokes. He pushed into his mother when it was time to release. He felt the first hot spurt exit his body and he froze while his cum drained out of him. He was filling his mother up, just like he had done his sister, and just as his mother had asked him to do. He felt light-headed as the last of it exited his body, directly into his mother’s hot pussy.
Kimmie was confused when she entered the house and saw her brother and her mother fucking on the couch. Heather was sitting on Charlie in a reverse cowgirl position, facing the door and bouncing on him when Kimmie entered. The two women locked eyes, and Kimmie felt a twinge of jealousy and anger rise inside her.
“What’s going on?”
Heather smiled at her and leaned back onto Charlie’s body before turning her head and kissing her son. He started to feel her tits and then reached around and rubbed her clit while keeping her bouncing on his sword.
“Mom, what are you doing? Charlie! This isn’t fair!”
“Shut the fuck up!” Charlie screamed. “This is exactly what the two of you wanted! Now you two are really going to get what you deserve. I don’t care if you both are family. You two are going to be my live-in sex dolls from now on. Now get the fuck over here, and put these balls in your mouth. Make yourself useful, and maybe later you can be the one riding. Understood?”
Kimmie thought about crying and storming off to her room in that instant, but Charlie was right. There was something about seeing her mother get taken by her brother that made her feel like all was well with the world. Besides, she was the one who started the entire affair. So, instead of darting off, Kimmie put down her purse, stripped out of the clothing she was wearing, and crawled over to the couch where her brother and mother were. Just as Charlie instructed, she placed his scrotum inside her mouth and sucked on him until she saw his penis pumping his mother full of cum. She saw some of his seed spilling out of Heather’s cunt, and because it was her brother’s cum, she happily licked it up and swallowed it like she knew he liked it.
Eventually that night, she was able to ride her brother’s cock, just like he had promised. It was only then that she felt truly happy with their arrangement.