Brian Laver - Seduced by mother

Soon, a red sports car came cruising up the street. It stopped in front of the house and Joan climbed out.

Peg was glad to see her sister. They hadn't been together for over a year. But Peg knew what her sister would be the same as ever.

Since they were little girls, Joan has been the wilder one. She had been a torn boy until she got old enough to interest the young boys in the neighborhood. Then she had become the hottest chick in town.

Even though Peg was two years older, John had been fucking before Peg even considered it. It had been Joan who convinced Peg to finally give up her virginity.

And now, even though Peg didn't admit it to herself, she hoped that Joan would be able to give her some advice on her present sexual appetite.

The sisters met in the doorway with hugs and kisses.

"You look great," Joan said.

"So do you, Joan," Peg said. "You look better than ever."

Although Peg was gorgeous, Joan was even more beautiful. Joan liked to show off her beauty. She was wearing a transparent blouse. Her nipples showed darkly, but unmistakably, through it. Her ass was tightly wrapped in her skirt. Its crack could be seen where the fabric was, stretched taut between her firm asscheeks.

The women went into the house. Joan told her sister about her new job and how it required her to travel a lot.

When it was Peg's turn to talk, she told about Jim and Ben. She told her sister how Ben had been expelled from boarding school.

"Sounds like he's off to a good start," Joan said. "And Jim sounds like a real dream."

"Oh, he's nice enough," Peg said. "But – well – I don't know. Somehow he doesn't satisfy me."

"You mean in bed?" Joan asked.

"Exactly," Peg said. She paused, then added, "But nothing seems to satisfy me lately. Gee, Joan, I've been hornier than I've been since I was a teenager."

"I know what you mean," Joan said. "The same thing happened to me a few years ago."

"Really? What did you do about it?"

"I fucked myself silly," Joan said. "It didn't help, but it kept my mind off my horniness. I even fucked a whole troop of boy scouts."

"Yeah, I could use a troop of boy scouts myself," Peg said. "But where do you find them when you need them?"

Joan laughed. "Don't worry," she said. "It'll pass. It's just something that us women have to put up with every now and then."

Peg felt better.

Joan said she could stay for a few days, so they carried in her luggage and made up the guestroom.

"I know Ben will be glad to see you," Peg said.

"Gee, I haven't seen Ben in years," Joan said. "He was always away at school when I came here. I'll bet he's a big boy now."

"He's a man," Peg said. "And a handsome man at that. Oh, Joan, I've even been fantasizing about seducing him."

"Why don't you?" Joan said. "You wouldn't be the first mother to fuck her son."

"Joan, you don't mean that!" Peg said.

As they talked, Joan was changing her clothes. Peg had been so horny lately that she didn't even find it strange that the sight of her sister's naked body was turning her on. And with the conversation about fucking Ben, Peg was beginning to feel that familiar hunger welling up in her.

"Remember Tommy Clark?" Joan asked as she stripped off her panty hose.

Peg said that she did remember him. He was a friend of their family's when they were in high school. Peg could picture Tommy even as she stared at her sister's fuzzy cunt.

"Well he and his mother were getting it on," Joan said.

"How do you know?" Peg asked.

"He told me one night while we were fucking," Joan said.

Peg was surprised to hear that her sister had fucked Tommy. But the news about Tommy and his mother was even more interesting. Joan had never ceased to surprise Peg. She seemed to be in on all sorts of secrets. And she'd fucked an awful lot of guys.

"Sometimes I think that's what I need," Peg said quietly. "Just fucking and jerking off doesn't seem to help. I need something different. Something very bizarre."

Joan had stood up and stretched, her flawless skin shining. Her tits weren't as big as Peg's, but they were firmer. Joan was thinner, too, and her cunt was covered with golden hair to match the hair that cascaded down her shoulders.

Peg didn't know what was turning her on more – her sister's naked body or the talk about fucking Ben. But in any case, her cunt was seeping hot juice into her panties.

"I think I'll take a shower," Joan said. "I've been driving all day and I'm sticky."

"Joan, you're so beautiful," Peg said in rapture.

Joan looked at her sister. Suddenly, Peg realized that she was staring brazenly at Joan's cunt. She looked up at Joan's face arid found Joan looking at her.

Peg was embarrassed. Now there was no doubt that the sight of her sister's body was turning her on. But the look on Joan's face when she caught Peg staring at her cunt wasn't the least bit embarrassed. In fact, Peg thought, her sister seemed… But that was ridiculous.

Peg somehow got the impression that Joan would be willing to let her enjoy the spectacular body she had been staring at. Peg thought it must just be her horny state that made her see her sister's expression that way. She was taken aback by the next thing Joan said.

"Do you want to take a shower with me?" Joan asked. "Remember how we used to take showers together when we were young?"

Peg did remember those days very well. She especially remembered one time they took a shower together. Peg had been about fifteen, Joan about thirteen. Joan had a trace of fuzz on her cunt and her tits were just beginning to bloom.

That day, Peg had told her sister about jerking off. Then, as they lay in bed in the room they shared, Joan asked Peg to show her how she did it.

Peg remembered how she had thrown her covers oft spread her legs and inserted her finger over her cunt while her sister watched. After the first time Joan had watched Peg jerking oft she had tried it. Peg showed her where to put her finger and how to rub the tiny love bud. Peg had been treated to the sight of her sister's first orgasm. She still remembered the sight as though it were yesterday.

"Okay," Peg said to the invitation. "It'll be fun."

Peg began to strip. She was thinking how they would jerk off after taking showers together when they were kids. Would Joan want to repeat that part of the fun, too? Peg wondered.

When Peg was as naked as her sister, she noticed that the odor of her oozing juice. Joan would notice the smell, Peg knew. But she was glad. She wanted Joan to know how hot she was.

As they went into the bathroom, Peg realized that Joan was looking at her with as much interest as she had looked at Joan.

Peg turned on the water, then got into the shower. Joan followed her. It was crowded in the shower and they bumped into each other as they scrubbed.

"Somehow it seems that showers were larger when we were young," Peg said.

Joan just smiled at her sister.

Elbows bumped tits, and asses bounced together. And each time their soapy bodies collided, Peg felt a longing to take her sister in a tight embrace.

When they finally stepped out of the shower Peg was going wild, but she tried to seem calm. For as much as she wanted to take Joan into her anus, she knew that she never would have the nerve. But the thought that Joan might merely dress and end the excitement was painful. Peg forced her self to try getting Joan interested in a kinky game.

"Remember how we would watch each other rub ourselves off after taking a shower when we were kids?" Peg asked.

"I sure do," Joan said. "I remember the first time we did it. You showed me how."

"Yeah, I think about that a lot," Peg said.

"Hey, do you want to do it again? Watch each other jerk off, I mean," Joan said.

Peg was thrilled. And she was relieved. She had been afraid that Joan wasn't thinking in the same kinky terms as she.