I wrote this as a steam of consciousness over the last two days. There is more coming. I started on the sequel before I submitted this. I am writing it as a single story, but am splitting up the chapters to pad my story list. It will end up being at least a trilogy, with the possibilities of further sequels after that. I'm sorry that I haven't released any of my other sequels that I am working on right now. I just got over a bought of writers block with this submission. I hope you enjoy it, and please leave some feedback when done.
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Matt had recently graduated from high school after turning 18 and was spending his summer off just being lazy. Sure, he worked out a few times a week and hung out with his friends when he could, but when they go together they didn't do much because they all had the same idea to just relax for as long as they could until they all had to go off to school again in the fall. The friends he had with jobs were even more lazy when they had time off, so it worked out well for all of them when the decision was to just be lazy and hang around in one of their rec-rooms. It was usually over at Matt's house tough. His mother Julie, older sister Jennifer, and even older sister Sally were all attractive in their own ways, and everyone wanted to get a peek at them as often as possible, including Matt.
39 year-old Julie was average height and a little less than average weight. She had the wide hips and large 36C breasts of a woman who had mothered three children, but she had the stomach and butt of a teen. Her breasts although large, were also still quite taught. She had her children young, right out of high school (she conceived Sally in a maintenance closet during an assembly, and birthed her a week after graduation at the tender age of 17), and did her best to stay in shape for her husband, even if he wasn't always around. Steve had always been a hard worker, but when he was home he knew how to take care of his woman and had always treated her right. He never cheated on his wife, and had given her the best sex of her life, year after year.
Sally, the oldest of the children at 22 years old, was a little short, and had a body similar to her mothers, only without having had children yet. She was more athletic than the other women in her family, which made her legs were a little thick, and her waist wasn't as slim as it could be, but her skin was tight, her breasts were large at 36D, and she got as many looks as any woman could hope for. She worked at a bank, so she didn't work long days, and got home quite early most afternoons. She spent most of her time working out between her getting out of work and her friends getting out of work.
At 20 years old Jennifer was the best looking of the bunch. She was tall, slender, with a set of full 34B breasts on her chest that were almost but not quite a C cup, and an ass that wouldn't quit. She looked more like the women on her father's side of the family than her sisters did which was the model type. Two of her aunts were prominent models in the catalogue scene, and Jennifer was planning on joining them after graduating college in another year. She was very popular on campus with both the students and faculty. And would be missed by everyone when she leaves.
As Matt lounged around the house all day, he felt like his sisters were constantly teasing about something or another. It didn't bother him so much, because they were always nice and non-malicious about it, but some of the time the teasing just seemed a little off. It also seemed like they were wearing a lot less clothing around the house the last year or two. The touching had also increased. It was just harmless little touches of the hand, or the leg, but they seemed to linger just a little too long, or be just a little too close to his private areas. He knew it couldn't be true, but sometimes it seemed like they were coming on to him. The other night he had made a lude and sexist comment about what he wanted to do to some actress on the TV which he thought would get an argument from his sisters, but instead Jennifer just slapped him on the ass in passing on her way to the kitchen, and called him a sexy beast. His mother was also acting strange around him. She would iron her blouse in just her bra, or stole leisurely back to her room in just her underwear after throwing her work clothes into the laundry, when she used to be so modest and composed around her children before.
"Maybe it's just the heat getting to all of us", Matt thought to himself as he went to bed one night after seeing Jen pull off her top with her back to her open door as he walked by her room. It had been especially hot that summer, to the point of being near draught conditions. The sun had been beating down on them for weeks on end, and it was barely July. He was convinced that was the reason they were all acting so weird.
From that night on Matt had troubled dreams. At first it was just dreams of him catching his sisters in various states of undress, but soon it deteriorated into full out sexual fantasies with both of them and his mother. Things weren't that much better during the daytime. He caught Sally on her way to her room in just a towel, that wasn't actually hanging down passed her butt. His mother started unbuttoning her blouse to iron it one morning but had neglected to wear a bra, nearly exposing both her breasts, but he only glimpsed one before she turned around and ironed facing away from him, still topless. And Jen was constantly bouncing around the house in a thong and a tank top. She also seemed to be touching herself even more than she touched him, and that had escalated as well. She outright grabbed his crotch one night while sitting next to him on the couch watching a movie. A bulge had developed in his pants during a sex scene, and she just reached over and grabbed it for a second to give it a good jostle before getting up to put her desert bowl in the kitchen. Matt's dreams were that of a full out orgy that night.
When he awoke at 7:00 am the next Monday morning, Matt could hear the shower running as Sally prepared herself for work. He didn't get up right away though. He just lay there on his bed waiting until he couldn't stand to be in his room anymore. When he finally did get up an hour or so later, he threw on a T-shirt and boxer shorts before leaving his room. As he opened the door he could hear Jen humming to herself as she brushed her teeth with the bathroom door open. He stopped in his tracks as he looked through the doorway at her with her back to him, as she swayed her hips while brushing. He absentmindedly rubbed his member through his shorts when she bent over to spit and rinse her mouth out. She was only in a long and loose T-shirt herself, and he wasn't sure if she was wearing any panties underneath it. He got quite hard staring at her like that. After she was done with her brushing and flossing, she began to brush her hair, and he was openly stroking himself through the thin layer of cotton hiding his erection from the world.
"Are you just going to stare at me like that from the shadows all morning?" she asked after taking a few tentative brushes, and glimpsing him in the mirror.
"I hadn't planned on it, no." he said as he continued rubbing himself openly.
"Well do something else. You're making me anxious standing there like a letch." She said as she went back to brushing her hair.
Matt just continued rubbing himself from over by his doorway, oblivious to everything but her. He was in a trance of sorts. All that he saw was her butt swaying under that shirt, and all that he could think about was bending her over and sticking it to her. She leaned over a bit as she brushed, and the shirt bunched up a little at her waist. When she was finished brushing her hair she started to scratch her eye up by the bridge of her nose, and then her shoulder as well with her other hand. She leaned down even more, which pulled the hem of her shirt right up, and Matt realized right then that she wasn't wearing panties, and her butt was completely exposed to him. He himself absentmindedly took things another step further, pulled his dick out of his shorts, and stroked himself right there as he watched his sister in the bathroom.
"Matt? What are you doing?" She saw right away what had happened as she was watching for his reaction to her nakedness through the mirror. She was teasing him, but she didn't expect him to ever do that. "Put it away before someone sees us like this. Matt? Are you listening to me?" she whispered as she straightened up a little, but didn't adjust her shirt. She had slipped up before when she had said he was making her anxious. She had meant to say "nervous", but the truth of the matter was that she was getting turned on by all of this playing around. She took a better look at his dick in the mirror, and while it wasn't the biggest in the world at 7", it was enough to make her heart race just that much faster, with thoughts of what it would be like to have him inside her as she gazed upon it.
