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I BECAME MY MOM'S HUSBAND & MY SIS BECAME MY SECOND WIFE
#It was 15 years ago my mom and dad had been separated, my dad had left my mom when she was 23, saying he was going for a business meeting and never returned, all she had got was a letter saying he was sorry and he was not happy with her. The event left my mom in charge of her two kids, my sister, Sana, a year older than me, now at 19, a shapely young woman, full of joy and life, a perfect figure you might say, a 36-24-36, and myself, Raja, at 18 just out of junior college, well built, very fiercely protective of the two women at home after seeing Mom go through the tears as we grew up, I always wanted to make sure no one dared to take advantage of them.
My Mom, was very attractive, keeping herself fit, as this helped her business, people always like a business person who takes care of themselves, thinking their products would also be as well taken care of as themselves.
After finishing my matriculation, at 16, I started helping out mom and mom was glad as she needed the help, my sister was more content with her make-up and thinking about boys. She really did not care much about her studies and mom made up her mind to get her married and asked her if would like to be married. My sister was happy and rather glad to quit her studies and be with a man. After making sure, she was not in love with anyone, she started searching a groom for her. This was really a tiresome exercise as the one question we could never answer was “Where is the father?”. Mom would wind up in tears and I would end up getting angry and would yell and walk away. I ended up consoling mom, saying that she made us better than anyone with both parents would have. Mom would listen to this and smile and rest her head on my shoulders thanking me. My sister, understanding that she was, told mom, she should not worry about all these things and there will be someone who will marry her (my sister) in spite of all these odds. “There are good people in this world” she would console my mom and asked her to stop.
My sister, had felt bad throughout this whole ordeal, even though the guys had never really rejected her, it was more like the parents who cared about it than the boys. My sister and me both decided, that mom should get married, after all, she was only 38 and she looked very young and there was no shortage of well to do men who wanted to marry mom. We needed to get mom to talk about this and make her feel that we are comfortable now that we were all grown up and having a man in her life would not threaten us. So we asked mom and started talking to her.
“Mom”, I said , “We have something to say”.
My mom thought it was strange we were sitting like this and talking, it was always very informal and all of a sudden we were talking making it look very serious.
“What is it? I have never seen you like this?” Mom said.
“Mom, you have been a great mom to us, but …” Sana started.
“But …. What?” Mom looked at us, her eyes getting smaller and looking curiously at us.
“You have neglected yourself in the process” Sana continued.
“We want you to be happy” I said.
“I am happy, my lovely ones, thanks to you, you have never given me caused to worry” She replied
“No, mom, he means that you should also have fun” Sana said looking at me.
“What fun?” She enquired.
“We want you to go out and enjoy without us kids to think about” She said lowering her head and I did too.
“What are you kids saying?”, mom said looking clearly amused.
“Mom, We think you should go out, finds a man you like and get married” I said looking up for a second and lowering my head down again.
“Get married? Get married? Have you two gone crazy?” Mom said still amused and breaking out in laughter.
“Kids” She just smiled and looked at us.
“I am happy, I don’t need a man to make myself happy, I have been happy with you kids around, besides I really don’t want anyone else and coming breaking us apart, we should always stay together and I will do everything to make us stay together, I cannot take a second break-up” She said a little serious.
“Mom” my sister replied, “We thought this would make things easy for all us, besides we could pass the person up as our father” my sister inadvertently said.
Mom was shocked and shouted at her “Is this about your marriage?”
“No, No, mom, it is about you having someone to be with, everyone should be with a special someone” my sister started sobbing
“Look, I have a problem trusting men, and I will marry any man if I cannot trust him” She said and hugged my sister, “Of course my son is the only exception” She continued and hugged me as well.
One day , we went to the river, to a private spot and my sis wearing a swimsuit and mom in a lovely yellow silk saree. My sister was happy playing in the water and my mom was reading a book in the shade, I was in the swimming trunks and as I looked at my mom, my mom’s pallu fell and I saw her cleavage and my member immediately rose. I had seen lots of times before, but this time when I saw it I was clearly not thinking like a son!!! I then looked at my sister and was appreciative of the body she had and as she called me into the water, I ran fast into trying not to show my cock’s appreciation of her as well. As we played a bit, me watching mom, still her cleavage visible and my sister, her perky nipples standing up, my hard cock would not come down even in the water. My sister, noticed it and smiled at me and teased me “Who are you thinking about?” And as I looked at her and then mom, she looked at me, “Are you thinking of some woman?” I was embarrassed and told her to shut up and ran from there.
I started noticing both my mother and sister more and more, I saw how attractive they were, my sister with her perfect figure, I knew why men found her really sexy, and my mother a little older version of my sister, beautiful carrying a 38-26-36 figure, her slimness making her look really young. I watched their every move more carefully, and was getting aroused at every instant. They were driving me crazy. I myself started going around without my shirt, as it was hot, it was an excuse I found convenient.
In the meanwhile, another guy tried to propose to my mom and I had to threaten him to chase him out. My mom was glad and hugged me a lot on that day, and kissing me on the cheeks and forehead and said she was very relieved as he was very obnoxious. The only man I can ever trust is my son, she repeated. As I separated from her, trying to avoid her from feeling the hard on I was getting, my sister noticed my pants and came to my room before I could shut it. She looked at me strangely and started questioning me making sure only we were in the room, my mom alone in the kitchen cooking.
“Raja, who is the mystery woman?” She queried still looking at my hard on.
“Nobody in particular” I said.
“Raja?” She again asked me “Tell me, I promise I wont tell anyone”.
“I don’t ask you about your mystery guys” I retorted back.
“Well, you can ask me, if you want to” She said
“I don’t want to, and I don’t want you ask me too, either” I said.
My sister sat beside me, and held my hand and I was struggling to keep calm “Raja, I am your elder sister and it is my duty to take care of a younger brother, I want you to have the woman you fantasize about, I promise you that” She spoke looking at my eyes.
“Oh, sis, you are so nice” and I hugged her while sitting avoiding touching with my member.
“Will you tell your sister?”.
“What if you are angry with me?”.
“I wont be, I promise”.
“I am scared to tell you”.
She patted on the back and crossed her pretty little fingers and whispered “It is safe with me”.
“You won’t tell mom?”.
She looked at me in a strange way and looked as if teasing.
“Oh no, you are going to tell her” I said.
“Do you want your mystery woman or not?” She asked back.
#It was 15 years ago my mom and dad had been separated, my dad had left my mom when she was 23, saying he was going for a business meeting and never returned, all she had got was a letter saying he was sorry and he was not happy with her. The event left my mom in charge of her two kids, my sister, Sana, a year older than me, now at 19, a shapely young woman, full of joy and life, a perfect figure you might say, a 36-24-36, and myself, Raja, at 18 just out of junior college, well built, very fiercely protective of the two women at home after seeing Mom go through the tears as we grew up, I always wanted to make sure no one dared to take advantage of them.
My Mom, was very attractive, keeping herself fit, as this helped her business, people always like a business person who takes care of themselves, thinking their products would also be as well taken care of as themselves.
After finishing my matriculation, at 16, I started helping out mom and mom was glad as she needed the help, my sister was more content with her make-up and thinking about boys. She really did not care much about her studies and mom made up her mind to get her married and asked her if would like to be married. My sister was happy and rather glad to quit her studies and be with a man. After making sure, she was not in love with anyone, she started searching a groom for her. This was really a tiresome exercise as the one question we could never answer was “Where is the father?”. Mom would wind up in tears and I would end up getting angry and would yell and walk away. I ended up consoling mom, saying that she made us better than anyone with both parents would have. Mom would listen to this and smile and rest her head on my shoulders thanking me. My sister, understanding that she was, told mom, she should not worry about all these things and there will be someone who will marry her (my sister) in spite of all these odds. “There are good people in this world” she would console my mom and asked her to stop.
My sister, had felt bad throughout this whole ordeal, even though the guys had never really rejected her, it was more like the parents who cared about it than the boys. My sister and me both decided, that mom should get married, after all, she was only 38 and she looked very young and there was no shortage of well to do men who wanted to marry mom. We needed to get mom to talk about this and make her feel that we are comfortable now that we were all grown up and having a man in her life would not threaten us. So we asked mom and started talking to her.
“Mom”, I said , “We have something to say”.
My mom thought it was strange we were sitting like this and talking, it was always very informal and all of a sudden we were talking making it look very serious.
“What is it? I have never seen you like this?” Mom said.
“But …. What?” Mom looked at us, her eyes getting smaller and looking curiously at us.
“You have neglected yourself in the process” Sana continued.
“We want you to be happy” I said.
“I am happy, my lovely ones, thanks to you, you have never given me caused to worry” She replied
“No, mom, he means that you should also have fun” Sana said looking at me.
“What fun?” She enquired.
“We want you to go out and enjoy without us kids to think about” She said lowering her head and I did too.
“What are you kids saying?”, mom said looking clearly amused.
“Mom, We think you should go out, finds a man you like and get married” I said looking up for a second and lowering my head down again.
“Get married? Get married? Have you two gone crazy?” Mom said still amused and breaking out in laughter.
“Kids” She just smiled and looked at us.
“I am happy, I don’t need a man to make myself happy, I have been happy with you kids around, besides I really don’t want anyone else and coming breaking us apart, we should always stay together and I will do everything to make us stay together, I cannot take a second break-up” She said a little serious.
“Mom” my sister replied, “We thought this would make things easy for all us, besides we could pass the person up as our father” my sister inadvertently said.
Mom was shocked and shouted at her “Is this about your marriage?”
“No, No, mom, it is about you having someone to be with, everyone should be with a special someone” my sister started sobbing
“Look, I have a problem trusting men, and I will marry any man if I cannot trust him” She said and hugged my sister, “Of course my son is the only exception” She continued and hugged me as well.
One day , we went to the river, to a private spot and my sis wearing a swimsuit and mom in a lovely yellow silk saree. My sister was happy playing in the water and my mom was reading a book in the shade, I was in the swimming trunks and as I looked at my mom, my mom’s pallu fell and I saw her cleavage and my member immediately rose. I had seen lots of times before, but this time when I saw it I was clearly not thinking like a son!!! I then looked at my sister and was appreciative of the body she had and as she called me into the water, I ran fast into trying not to show my cock’s appreciation of her as well. As we played a bit, me watching mom, still her cleavage visible and my sister, her perky nipples standing up, my hard cock would not come down even in the water. My sister, noticed it and smiled at me and teased me “Who are you thinking about?” And as I looked at her and then mom, she looked at me, “Are you thinking of some woman?” I was embarrassed and told her to shut up and ran from there.
I started noticing both my mother and sister more and more, I saw how attractive they were, my sister with her perfect figure, I knew why men found her really sexy, and my mother a little older version of my sister, beautiful carrying a 38-26-36 figure, her slimness making her look really young. I watched their every move more carefully, and was getting aroused at every instant. They were driving me crazy. I myself started going around without my shirt, as it was hot, it was an excuse I found convenient.
In the meanwhile, another guy tried to propose to my mom and I had to threaten him to chase him out. My mom was glad and hugged me a lot on that day, and kissing me on the cheeks and forehead and said she was very relieved as he was very obnoxious. The only man I can ever trust is my son, she repeated. As I separated from her, trying to avoid her from feeling the hard on I was getting, my sister noticed my pants and came to my room before I could shut it. She looked at me strangely and started questioning me making sure only we were in the room, my mom alone in the kitchen cooking.
“Raja, who is the mystery woman?” She queried still looking at my hard on.
“Nobody in particular” I said.
“Raja?” She again asked me “Tell me, I promise I wont tell anyone”.
“I don’t ask you about your mystery guys” I retorted back.
“Well, you can ask me, if you want to” She said
“I don’t want to, and I don’t want you ask me too, either” I said.
My sister sat beside me, and held my hand and I was struggling to keep calm “Raja, I am your elder sister and it is my duty to take care of a younger brother, I want you to have the woman you fantasize about, I promise you that” She spoke looking at my eyes.
“Oh, sis, you are so nice” and I hugged her while sitting avoiding touching with my member.
“Will you tell your sister?”.
“What if you are angry with me?”.
“I wont be, I promise”.
“I am scared to tell you”.
She patted on the back and crossed her pretty little fingers and whispered “It is safe with me”.
“You won’t tell mom?”.
She looked at me in a strange way and looked as if teasing.
“Oh no, you are going to tell her” I said.
“Do you want your mystery woman or not?” She asked back.
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