My wife’s family was quite close and I knew them all pretty well. They came to visit quite often but still I was shocked to see them today. Maybe that was something to do with the way I was dressed. For a second, all three of them looked at me blankly, trying with a little confusion to place me and failing to recognise who I was, before all of a sudden, Helen’s jaw dropped and she gasped.
“Good God, Steve, is that you?” she said, shocked.
“Uncle Steve,” Matt, the older of my two nephews said, “What the hell are you wearing?”
“And why?” said his brother.
“It’s not Steve anymore,” said my wife, “We just call him ‘Sissy’.”
“I don’t understand,” Helen went on.
“He wasn’t satisfying me as a husband,” my wife said, “He’s not much of a man, so we thought he’d make a better slut.”
“Who’s we?” Chris asked.
“My new lover and me,” Laura grinned. Adam had got up from where he was sitting and was now standing beside her, he took her in his arms and they began to passionately french kiss in front of the whole family.
“Oh My God!” Matt gasped with shock.
“Urrgh,” echoed his brother, “What the fuck? That’s disgusting!”
But they still stood there, watching their cousin make out with their aunt, not doing anything to stop it or to leave the room. I knew that feeling, like me they were fascinated by the scene playing out before them, the naughty incestuous mother son embrace was so wrong that it was an incredible turn on to watch. Even after seeing them at it so much these past few weeks, I still felt my cock grow hard to see his hard body press against her curves. He broke from the kiss but still held her in his arms, his hands caressing her round bosom through the material of her black dress. He turned with a smug look to Matt and Chris.
“Come on, guys,” he said to his cousins, “Don’t pretend you hadn’t thought about it. Older women are so hot and they really know how to please a man. I bet you’ve thought about sucking on your mother’s tits or burying your cock in her warm, wet pussy.”
Matt and Chris looked a little unsure of what to do or say but I could see that even if the thought of fucking their sexy mother hadn’t occurred to them before, it certainly was now. Chris let his eyes wander over to her, I saw him run his gaze over her body, especially dwelling on those long, smooth legs of hers. Meanwhile, she had got up of the sofa too and had come over to where Adam was caressing and kissing his mother. Helen ran her hand across her nephew’s muscular chest.
“Well, sis, I can’t say I blame you,” she said to my wife, with a naughty smile, “He’s quite a man. I wouldn’t mind having a taste of him myself!”
I was shocked. I certainly hadn’t expected that. I never thought my sister-in-law would be so easily persuaded into something that was so strange and wrong but she seemed really keen and eager to have a piece of her hot nephew, my manly son. I could see why she wanted it so bad, after all so did I, but still I was surprised at how quickly and eagerly she acted on her impulses. In no time at all, my wife and her sister had stripped Adam of his tight t-shirt and had pulled his jeans around his ankles as they pushed him back to sitting on the sofa. His massive cock was already semi-hard as his aunt knelt down before him and began to stroke it with her hand, making it warmer and harder every second. It looked so good, so strong and hard and masculine, I just wanted to get a taste too, and I didn’t care that my sister-in-law and her sons would watch.
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