FAMILY OF 4_(0)

[b]FAMILY OF 4, FAMILY TOGETHER


My wife Pari, her younger sister (by one year), Ara, and their Mother, Mae. 3 Ladies – and me, man of the house so-to-speak, our Family. Quite an exhausting role it has become.
Where we live in Asia, I am a foreigner, being born way down-under. But I have lived in Asia a long time now, and understand how important Family is.
In the case of my wife’s family, her Father died (of smoking and drinking-related illnesses) over 15 years ago; since then, the 3 Ladies have been together, hiccups and arguments notwithstanding, virtually always.
For me, it has been difficult at times to feel part of the Family – the language for one thing, but mainly because an interloper of 3 plus years cannot compare to 3 people together for so much longer: the inside jokes, the intuitive knowledge of togetherness….
But I am a most welcome Family member, accepted as a nice man, husband to oldest daughter, provider to them all. Yes, married before, but ready to try again.
Before we were formally married, a time-span of 18 months between meeting and marriage, my wife was always – almost daily – wanting sex, any sex with me, any time we could be together. Though I am now 51, my wife only 31, and even my mother-in-law younger than me by 2 years, I still FEEL young, and still feel randy.
No, I cannot have more children, (already have my 2 grown-up boys from earlier marriage living at the moment still down-under) for the sperm hasn’t reappeared even after the repair surgery on my dick’s vasectomy – but, yes, I do still feel like making love, A LOT.
And the semen is still there, perhaps not spurting as strongly as in earlier years, perhaps not as strong as a younger man’s, but the desire to feel making love is certainly within me.
Our house is modest, only 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. After marriage, my sister-in-law, Ara, moved from my wife’s room, which they had shared for years, and she now sleeps in the same bed as Mae.
No – nothing sexual about it: Mae has a boyfriend, had for some 10 years, but he has never popped the ‘marriage’ question, so the girls, and I, think he has a great sex life with their mother, but with no full attachment. For sure, they sometimes make a lot of noise in the bedroom or bathroom to suggest it is a fulfilling relationship, so good for Mae – but I think she is more scared of being alone than pushing for a total commitment from him.
If he sleeps over at the weekends, Ara sleeps beside our bed on a mattress; no problem. I sleep in the nude, have ever since first began travelling the world and pyjamas were just something to make a pack heavier. But I only strip off my shorts and slip under the cover in the dark, so Ara would have to be really looking to see me.
Ara also had a boyfriend for 10 years and he also never committed, and finally admitted to a new girl after moving to China to take up his family business there. That was a year ago, and my sister-in-law swears she won’t have another boyfriend. When my wife and I try to persuade her to go out and look to find someone, she says I am her husband, and she is wife number 2 for me. My wife accepts this as talk, as do I, for their relationship is so close that yes, a family is a family: all one and the same. I am not sure they include Mae as wife number 3….
What happened, to lead to this story? Younger sister, Ara, got the flu.


Ara – and my wife, in fact all 3 of them – are big babies when it comes to a cold, or in this case the flu. Ara had been coming home from work for a week complaining “I am nearly dead” but getting only real sympathy from her mum, whom she had twisted around her little finger it seemed forever.
Last Monday she couldn’t go to work, she was ‘oh so sick’, so slept late. My wife was out looking for a new job, I was working on my computer, Mae had come downstairs – in the sheer nightie I had bought for her on my last trip to Vietnam I noticed. Nice breasts, upright and firm, she still had I also often noticed – nipples poking out the material today more -so it seemed. She cooked breakfast for herself and Ara, and went back upstairs, together with the pills for Ara’s flu. (In Asia, many people don’t go to the Doctor when ill, just describe the symptoms to the local chemist and get a packet of various pills to take. Dangerous I keep telling my wife, but it is the way it is done.) Ara didn’t seem a lot better after 2 days on them, but everyone must have faith, right? In fact, now Mae had become sick with the cold, and was also taking the same medication, but luckily my wife and I were both well. So far.

A while later Ara appeared, enough sleep she said, and looked over my shoulder. From our normally very correct, innocent fun as a brother and sister-in-law, her breasts sliding on my back as she stood behind me looking at the computer screen suggested today was not a normal day.
I didn’t complain – why would I? She was slimmer than my wife, somewhat smaller breasts, but oddly a big rear end, but she had exquisitely small hands and wrists and ankles, which did always turn me on.
I continued typing, but leaned back a little and felt 2 bumps glide over my back, her nipples hardening through her thin nightie with each swipe, while she now placed her hands draped over my shoulders and softly stroked my chest, and down to my nipples.
Now this was a game for us: she would sometimes tweak my nipple as she went past, and then run away when I pretended I would do the same to her.
But today she was doing more, so I leaned right back in my chair and lifted one arm up over my shoulder and felt for her nipple…
She didn’t move, rather groaned and pushed it into my fingers as she slid her hands further down my naked chest towards my sensitive stomach. I returned my hands to typing, but I knew little of what I was writing, just feeling the pleasure of her and beginning to fantasise what might be next.
But she was uncomfortable leaning over the back of the chair so jumped around, sat on my lap and planted her lips on mine. And her tongue in my gaping mouth! I am not sure what sprang up first: my whole body, or my cock, but they sure both did!
“Oh!” she gasped after long moments of shared mouths, “What’s happened? I am sorry brother!” She couldn’t seem to understand, and nor could I, at this point, why she suddenly appeared to be so reckless and wanton – and why I didn’t stop her!
(Well, that part is easy: I am a reasonably normal man and our hormones get up pretty fast, right guys, even when it is Family?)
“No problem little sister, you are not well, and tired, and taking medication, and….” I paused as it struck me that perhaps I had already made the diagnosis behind this new, very sexy, behaviour of Ara’s: her medication might be inducing this effect. What time does she need more, I wondered?
She had buried her head into my shoulder and was whimpering, but she was also still stroking my chest – I only ever wear a pair of shorts at home in our climate, no shirt, no underwear – and moving ever lower with one hand.
Now, was the time for a good brother-in-law to gently but firmly stop this, right?
Well: No is the truthful answer.
It was also true that my wife seemed to have lost interest in sex in recent months, though I tried a variety of ways to make love-making exciting, scared it was her ‘old’ husband no longer stimulating enough for her. She cried about it at times, confessing she didn’t know why she didn’t feel aroused, and talked of going for tests etc, but never did.
So my attempts at romance, usually later at night when she was asleep, had been eliciting a response of “Husband, I need sleep!” and a pushing away of my hands, my cock, and anything else disturbing her.
Now, here I was with a seemingly woken-up nymph on my lap caressing me, and arousing me, how could I not feel the pent-up abstinence.
Ara roved her hands around, and now began sucking on my shoulder and neck, leaving wet streaks of saliva and doing nothing to cool me down at all.
I had refrained from any real response, but my fingers, until now frozen on the keyboard, moved of their own volition- I swear- and gently wrapped one set up behind into her long hair at the base of her neck, while the other set felt for a breast and nipple to fondle.
“Oh” we both moaned, setting off that electrifying tingle in our mouths that happens so rarely, but which is so, so stimulating. It also invariably leads to more of the same, or even better, as in this case Ara moved a hand to my waistband. Strongly, urgently, she slipped through to the cock she had seen before only in moments such as all families have, but which she had never felt, and certainly not seen in an engorged state such as now. “Wow!” she breathed, “I must have it now, please brother”. What was a brother to do?
Here he was with the proverbial raging hard-on, and a sexy kitten on it, around it, offering, demanding more…I am after all: just a helpless male.

“Ara, what are you doing, you should go back to our room and sleep more” her Mum asked as she came slowly down the stairs from her room….


Ara jumped like a scalded cat, and I gestured her towards the TV sofa, while so-brave me also jumped and vaguely headed for the bathroom to hide my cock from both their eyes.
As I passed the stairs, Mae stumbled on the last one and – instinctively, I promise – I put out my hands to catch her fall.
Instead, I got 2 handfuls of the breasts I mentioned earlier as being very nice to behold. Now, they were very nice to hold, as I caught her and tried helping her upright. Meanwhile, my dick was also upright, and I noticed through my concern her nipples were also in the same raised position, and her eyes were ablaze.

As I helped her, it was necessarily close, and our bodies touched. To my amazement, she pushed herself even closer, my cock between our bodies leaving nothing in doubt as to my aroused state, and her eyes rolled in her head as we then both tumbled off-balance to the floor!
I like a lady on top, truly I do, emancipated as I am when it comes to equal rights, but I haven’t mentioned that Mae is rather on the heavy side, and I am definitely on the skinny, light side.
Never mind, this meant it took some effort for her to raise herself off my torso and body, while I helped by pushing her, ah, chest with my 2 grasping hands, and lifting her abdomen with my now-pulsing cock. She stood up, and part of my body was still standing up even while lying down!
What has come over this family today? I wondered.
Mae smiled, and carried on as though nothing untoward had happened to anybody, made some lunch for herself and Ara as normal, then they both swallowed their flu pills with water.
Mae then told Ara to go and sleep upstairs, sleep being what she needed to help overcome the flu; as an obedient daughter, still just a baby to her mum at age 30, as always she did as asked.
Meanwhile, I had calmed down, made myself a sandwich and turned on the TV to the news in English, and settled in my normal sofa seat. Surprisingly, Mae came and sat on the other end of the sofa – she never does this!! She sits in the single sofa seat while my wife and I normally have the whole sofa bed seat. But not today: Mae sat next to me.
Not understanding English well, within a few minutes my mother-in-law was distracted and unsettled, and whilst trying to watch the news I was also seeing her rubbing her hands up and down her legs and even her upper body, and soon she was crossing and uncrossing her legs – and basically sliding closer to me. Her leg touched mine, then her hand followed on to my thigh, and those breasts were rolled over to press against my arm and chest.
“Mae, are you ok?” I croaked, trying to change position to again hide my stiffening cock.
She didn’t answer, seemingly mesmerised by something, just continued to rub herself and me everywhere we were joined. I couldn’t resist and looped an arm over her shoulder where it comfortably found her right breast and an erect nipple, which I teased and twirled and helped grow even more. I shouldn’t be doing this, I told myself, as beautiful as it feels, so I disentangled and half-patted/half-slapped the leg draping across my groin, and she gave a little start.
“Oh, I do not feel well” she said, and rubbed her forehead. “Yes, Mae, you need to go to sleep same as Ara, both of you are not well”. I stood and helped her off the sofa to her feet and guided her to the stairs. “Yes, I need to shower, I am so hot and wet, and go to sleep”, Mae finally responded and plodded up the stairs – with an open view to me of her rear end, her ass, and even her dripping pussy I swear, as I stood concerned at the foot of the stairs.

Shortly after it began to rain, so I had to go upstairs to close the window in my room. As I passed the bathroom, the door wasn’t closed, and lo! There was Mae showering in all her naked glory – but, open to my view! She never does anything like this, as Asians are ordinarily so modest, and so are my family members.
I rushed to my room, closed the window, then decided to wait there until I was sure Mae had finished showering and gone to her room to sleep.
Finally, I had heard all the correct signals, and so ventured out quietly,
Oh, oh, the door to Mae and Ara’s room was open, another change from normalcy, so of course I looked….
My mother-in-law and my sister-in-law were both on the big bed they slept in, and both seemingly asleep; they were also both using their hands to rub their boobs and cunts, almost in unison as if to some unheard song.
Again I asked myself: “What is going on today?!” And why are they inconsiderate of my feelings, with fluid soaking my shorts from all the rises and readies and falls of my cock. Now it was rising anew, and time to do something was upon me. I walked slowly into the room, maybe sneaked is a better word, and sat at the end of the bed, between them, where there was the best view of course.
“Enough!” I told myself, so I slid up the bed, lay on my back, and used 2 hands to sneak under their necks to commence fondling 2 breasts, right hand on Mae’s right tit, left hand on Ara’s left one.
Oh my, oh my, my mind felt to itself, this is my family, and it feels sooo good.

Mae moaned, seemingly happy within, but Ara began writhing, thankfully quietly, and rolled towards my body with her hands roaming in all directions – until they pushed my shorts down and found my dick, yet again.
I could not restrain myself further, so releasing Mae’s tit slowly, I rolled and gave my sister-in-law my full attention. Yes, she was apparently asleep, but I wasn’t, and surely unable to sleep in my present condition, my body moved of its own accord (I swear!) beside Ara’s, her loosened nightie making her skin available to some roaming hands of my own.
Oh, wow! My mind raced ahead as I gave up my better half and succumbed to – well, yes dammit, to my Lusting half!
I threw off my shorts, lifted her nightie and traced my right hand down her body, while my left found a nipple and played there, raising it to an even greater size. Towards her cunt lips, then I felt a tickle on my back. My ass had been turned away from Mae, but now she had rolled over, towards us. Oh help!
I was unable to stop, my sister-in-law’s vagina beckoned, and my cock led my mind – what am I to do? How to best take care of my family, I asked myself?
Plough ahead, I answered in my mind.
I did, one finger finding the juices flowing, and enough to allow insertion of 2 fingers into Ara’s cunt without difficulty, and with a great deal of pleasure to her and to me.
Meanwhile, now my ass cheeks were being caressed by Mae, and I felt an involuntary shudder as I tried to assimilate feelings front and back.
Two fingers now gliding and sliding in gently, and Ara turned slightly and grasped my cock in her small, smooth hand, and her face towards me, open mouth seeking mine, lips wet and wide – and then she sneezed, and again, straight into my nostrils and mouth. I had to gulp and felt her juice sliding down my nose and throat, and her other juices sliding down my fingers.
From my back, Mae languidly said “Here take this, we don’t want you to catch the flu” and reached around and popped a pill into my mouth.
Then she leaned closer, and pulled my head around a little, enough to close her mouth against mine, and gave me a drink of her saliva to help the tablet on its way. She held the kiss until I swallowed, her tongue lapping and torturing mine, before releasing and lovingly rolling me back towards Ara.

Illogically, I felt an almost immediate response; a flashing brilliance behind my eyes, then a rush of blood to my brain, and I swear a Vision appeared before me. A glowing, shimmering woman, long tresses of blonde hair falling, framing a face so perfectly lovely, with a beatific smile surrounding dazzling, white teeth, and a sheer, floor-length gown, clinging to a voluptuous, curved and full body.
This vision, of Woman personified, seemed to send something like a telepathic message to me, and while my brain struggled to absorb what couldn’t be Real, and not really there, the perception of reality gave me a lightning bolt-like jolt to my senses, followed by a definite sensation of blood pumping throughout my body, with the Stop sign at: Cock.

I started to grow, engorged as never before.