The Twins and Their Boys

It was close to 3 in the morning and Julia could not get out of her head the conversation she’d had with her twin sister earlier in the evening. Julie and Julia were twin sisters and had done everything together since the day they were born. Up until earlier in the evening, Julia thought they knew all of each other’s secrets, but there was something Julie had been keeping from her for the past 6 months that she could no longer keep to herself. If there was anyone that Julie could trust with a secret of this magnitude, it was her twin sister.

“I need you to keep it a secret. You may think less of me, but I need you to remember that we are not only sisters, we’re twin sisters. Plus, I’m your older sister.” Julie smiled at her. She always loved reminding her that she was 2 minutes older.

***

The girls were now 43 and both divorced. Throughout junior high and high school, the girls never had trouble getting boyfriends. They were beautiful blonds with striking blue eye. By the time they were Sophomores, they were wearing 36D bras that grabbed the boys attention and some of their male teachers. They stood at 5′ 6” with tight bodies and a pair of gorgeous, shapely legs that looked great in skirts and high heels.

After high school, they went in two different directions for college and both ended up dropping out after two years. It just wasn’t for them.

They came back home and got jobs. Julie ended up working as a secretary in a law firm and Julia found work, also as a secretary, at a construction company. Julia was the first to get married. She was 22 when she ended up pregnant and her boyfriend was quick to propose. Their marriage would only last 4 years before they ended up divorced.

Julie ended up pregnant two years after Julia. Similar to her sister, she too quickly tied the knot with her boyfriend After ten years, her and her husband split up and he moved out. She had been raising her son for the past eight years as a single mom, with her son’s father coming in and out of his life sporadically.

***

Life always kept them busy, but the girls made sure to make time to see each other often. Between raising their boys and other obligations, they had not seen each other for close to a month when they found themselves opening up a second bottle of wine while they enjoyed the nice weather in Julia’s backyard. She had won the house in the divorce. That was when Julie revealed her big secret.

“Julia, have you ever had sex with a man that almost felt like a spiritual experience?”

“Damn, sis. This I have to hear.”

“I’ve been having sex with someone for close to 6 months now and…”

“Wait a fucking minute! What do you mean you’ve been seeing someone for six months and this is the first time I’m hear about it?”

“Well, I wasn’t sure I wanted to say anything, but I can’t keep it a secret anymore.”

“Fine, go ‘head.”

“You see, every time we make love, it feels like we were made for each other. I know it’s the biggest cliché, but when he’s inside me, it feels like he’s back where he belongs; like he’s home.”

“Wow! That good, huh?”

“Absolutely! When he cums in me, it’s like my pussy is craving it. He will push inside me as deep as possible and cum in me hard, over and over. I can feel him shooting inside me and it makes me orgasm. It drives me crazy knowing it’s him that’s cumming in me, filling me up with his seed.”

“Shit! I’m getting wet just hearing you describe the whole situation.”

“Um…this is kinda embarrassing, so don’t judge me. But, even when I swallow his cum, it’s so sweet and delicious. I feel like it’s quenching my thirst.”

“Sweet Jesus, who is the mystery man?”

“I need you to keep it a secret. You may think less of me, but I need you to remember that we are not only sisters, we’re twin sisters. Plus, I’m your older sister.” whenever she could, she liked remind her she was two minutes older.

“Fine. Whatever. Who is he? He better not be a married man!”

“No, he’s not married. He’s….uh….. your nephew.”

“What?!? What nephew? Who the fuck are you talking about?” The only nephews Julia had were her sister’s son and their younger brother’s two sons, but they lived two states away and were only in Junior High. Julie stayed quiet with a devilish look on her face as she gave Julia time to figure it out by herself. She could see the gears in her head turning before Julia opened her eyes wide open and looked at her sister with her mouth wide open.

“What the FUCK are you talking about?!? You’re fucking your own son? The same boy you gave birth to? Are you out of your fucking mind.?”

Julie answered with a smile while nodding her head.

“Do you realize that is incest and immoral, AND illegal?”

“Sis, before you go off, let me explain.”

After shouting back and forth at each other on how it was the worst thing a mother could do and what kind of favor she was doing for her son, they finally calmed down and Julie was finally allowed to explain.

“Julia, I love my son. I’ve loved him even before he was born. I’m sure you have as well. There is a special bond between mother and son that does not exist between father and daughter. We carried them for nine months and cared for them their entire life. So, when Jack first made love to me, it felt natural. It felt like we should’ve been doing it forever. When he is in me, it feels like he belongs there, as if we are truly one. It’s not fucking, we are truly making love. Well, sometimes we just fuck.”

“I can’t believe you.”

“Whether he is on me or I’m riding him, we look at each other with love. It’s hard to explain, it’s not like it’s romantic love, it more like incestuous love, if that makes any sense.”

“Not really, but at least you recognize that it’s incest your involved in.”

“Yes, we do and we’re okay with it. We’ve talked about it and understand this will not last forever. I may end up meeting someone or he may end up dating someone. It’s more like extreme motherly love. For instance, Jerry will kiss you before he heads out the door, right?”

“Yeah. What’s your point?”

“Jack and I also kiss. It may be a more extreme kiss, but it’s not romantic. We just prefer to kiss with open mouths and tongue. Do you and Jerry ever cuddle up and watch TV on the couch?”

“Of course. He’s my son?”

“Well, we prefer to cuddle with his beautiful hard cock in my pussy. Call it extreme cuddling.” Julia couldn’t believe her sister’s ridiculous reasoning.

“Julia, I’m not delusional. We both know it’s sex, but it’s a beautiful extreme feeling that is hard to describe. Oh, do you remember when the nurses first put Jerry in your arms in the delivery room immediately after he was born and you already knew how much you loved him?”

“Yeah.”

“…and do you remember how much that love just multiplied everyday as you held him in your arms as he sucked on your breasts?”

“Yeah.”

“Now multiply that by a million.” she paused for effect, giving Julia time to process what she had just said before she continued. “He loves me and is a wonderful lover, always making sure I’m happy. Even our relationship as mother and son has improved.”

“Of course it has. He’s afraid you’ll cut him off if he doesn’t do as you say.”

“Probably, but he’s become very thoughtful and helps around the house a lot more.”

Julie went on to explain how it had all started. She had never thought of how her outfits affected her son. All she was doing was wearing t-shirts and shorts to be comfortable around the house. After consummating their relationship, her son explained to her how hard and turned on he would get watching her walk around with her huge tits stretching out her shirts with no bra. Her hard nipples poking out certainly did not help his situation.

Julie and Julia had always kept themselves in shape, so that also helped fuel his desire for the gorgeous, sexy woman walking around his house. Plus, there were times she opted to wear her spandex workout shorts that nicely showed off her ass.

***

Julia also had the identical sexy ass. As she fell asleep, she wondered if her nephew also found her attractive. The thought soon morphed into wondering if her son found her attractive. She quickly scolded herself for having such thoughts before finally falling asleep a little after 3 am.

For the following couple of weeks, Julia started seeing her son in a different light. Jerry was a 20 year old that worked part-time while attending college on a full-time basis. His plan was to eventually transfer to a University, but was not in any hurry. He lived at home, with mom always cooking and cleaning for him. The fact that he’d always found his mom to be a beautiful woman was a plus. He never thought of hitting on her, that was just something you didn’t do. That didn’t mean he couldn’t appreciate her beauty.

Julia could not shake out of her head what her sister had shared with her. It was definitely big news and she couldn’t believe that her sister and her nephew were now lovers and slept in the same bed every night. With these thoughts in her head, she took notice of her own son. She had always thought of him as a handsome young man that never had trouble with the ladies. He was 6′ 2 ‘, same as his father, and kept himself in shape. He consistently went to the gym and weighed in at 190 lbs. She not only found herself staring at him, wondering if she was capable of sleeping with him, but, she also found her son often staring at her.

Was he checking her out? Was her son really attracted to her? Was she just seeing what she wanted to see and it was just a coincidence that he was looking her way every time she looked at him. For Jerry, he loved living at home and checking out his mom. She was definitely a MILF and she gave him plenty of masturbation fantasies. In fact, he had hooked up on several occasions with a couple of ladies from work that were close to Julia’s age. It was his mother he was cumming in every time he had sex with the older ladies.

One Saturday, Julia got out of bed and decided to purposely wear a tight fitting blouse along with some shorts. This was what Julie had told her on how everything started between her and her son, but Julia was lied to herself. She told herself that she was simply wearing the tight blouse and shorts to be comfortable as she cleaned the house.

As she went about cleaning, she noticed that her son was looking her way a lot more than usual. He had even commented how good she looked and asked if she had been going to the gym a lot more than usual. His compliment was music to her ears. She was feeling so good about herself that she decided not to change when she went grocery shopping. She felt good about herself and noticed several men and boys checking her out.

That evening, after dinner was done and the dishes were washed, she found herself in front of the TV with a glass of wine watching a drama between a young man having an affair with one of his mother’s friends. Halfway through the movie, she went up to her room. She couldn’t believe she was on her laptop searching for older woman/younger man porn. Certain results came up that she ended up watching short clips of mother/son porno.

“What the fuck am I doing?” she asked herself as she hastily shut down her laptop. The whole time she was watching the clips, she had started imagining it was her and her son doing the same thing the actors were engaged in. When the ‘mom’ in the video started swallowing her ‘son’s’ cum, that was what startled Julia back to reality, causing her to close her laptop. Was she capable of such debauchery? She asked herself.

The entire week she struggled with what she had done over the weekend; dressing up like a slut for her son and watching porn while imagining it was her and Jerry. She needed someone to talk to and normally she would’ve called her sister, but she was probably not the right person to talk to about her dilemma.

Regardless of her inner conflict, Julia chose to wear a tighter blouse with shorts that actually showed a part of her ass cheeks. She told herself that she needed to know for sure if her son found her attractive. It wasn’t like she planned on doing anything about it, but she had come too far and she needed to know.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she knew she looked hot. Her blouse barely managed to contain her large tits and it clearly showed off her hard nipples. She had chosen to go braless, unlike the previous Saturday. Turning around, she could see part of her ass hanging out. She could feel herself getting wet just thinking of her son getting hard looking at her.

Over the next several weeks, this became her normal attire around the house and not just on weekends. Throughout the week, she would get home and quickly change into something sexy. It wasn’t always always a tight shirt, it might be a tank top that barely held in her tits or maybe even a crop top. One evening she dared to wear a blue satin top with matching shorts. The spaghetti straps over her shoulders allowed part of her tits to spill out to the sides.

She was in the kitchen preparing dinner when Jerry came into the kitchen. He froze when he saw her, shocked, but loving the way she was dressed. Julia looked over at him and felt herself blushing seeing the look he was giving her.

“Oh, I’m sorry, baby. I hope you don’t mind. I couldn’t find anything clean that I would be comfortable in. Is this okay?” It turned her on seeing the look he was giving her. It got her pussy wet recognizing the look of desire. It was clear that he wanted to fuck her.

“Uh, uh…..yeah, mom. It’s….it’s….cool.” Jerry finally managed to answer.

Ever since she had started dressing up for her son, Julia noticed a big change in his behavior. She noticed that when she was dressed in one of her sexy outfits, his hugs seemed to last a bit longer than normal and his kisses seemed to land a bit closer to her mouth.

In turn, she would get wet during their long hugs. She also realized she was masturbating a lot more often, always thinking of her son with her vibrator set at high. After she was done, she would scold herself, but always telling herself it’s not like she’s actually going to fuck her own son. It’s not like she was Julie.

Julia came to the conclusion that as much as she had denied it, she accepted that she was sexually attracted to her son, but promised herself to never act on those feelings. It just wasn’t right, regardless of how much her son may desire her. That did not mean she couldn’t give him something special to look at around the house, so she went shopping with the sole purpose of buying outfits that her son would appreciate, telling herself she was just being a good mom.

***

Julia and her son had a tradition of going out to dinner just the two of them for his birthday.