Mark flipped the indicator switch and turned off into the small road that led to the lake and to the cottage. He knew his mother and sister were there already -- they had booked the cottage for six days, but Mark could only make the weekend. It was the first time the three of them had stayed together since his father died fourteen months before.
Mark drove slowly along the pot-holed road for a couple of miles until he reach the cottage by the farm at the end. It was the first time they had stayed at the cottage, even though the owners had been friends with Tom his father.
It had been a rough fourteen months. Maddy -- Madeleine -- his mother had heroically nursed Mike her husband through the cancer, and had taken it as you would expect. It was only now since the first anniversary that she had begun to get her life together. Mark was pretty sure she was forty nine, although she looked younger for her age. She was about 5 foot 6 inches, long fair hair, pretty face, slim. Some men had tried to interest her since Tom had died, but Maddy was nowhere near ready for dating.
Jen, his sister, seemed taller, blonder, and at twenty six, a younger version of their mother in looks, and sometimes they were mistaken as sisters. She was a strange mix -- she was sassy, and had had many relationships with men, living with a couple of them for a year or so, until they found her in bed with another man -- or once with another woman. Over recent months she had been living on her own, in her own flat, although from what Mark could piece together she regularly shared her bed with others. Mark struggled to keep up with her relationships, not even sure whether some were men or women! At the same time Jen was surprisingly kind, and adored her younger brother.
Mark was always considered the quiet one, the shy one, the baby of the family. He was -- he didn't have much confidence, and often complained that he didn't have a girlfriend, and had never had one. His mother sympathised, his sister joked about it! He still lived with his mother, but worked for a local builder, and now had his own pickup truck. He was good at his work, and was already thinking about setting out on his own, or trying to buy out Max when he retired in a couple of years.
Mark was meant to go away with his mother and sister to this cottage, but was glad to have an excuse not to go for the early part of the week, when a neighbour needed some work done on his house at short notice -- his roof was about collapse. Mark had done a good job, and was glad he hadn't had to put up with conversations about boyfriends, knitting, fashion, aunts, whilst watching romantic movies on the telly. He could put up with a weekend, but a week................
Mark pulled up by the cottage, grabbed his rucksack from the back of the pickup, opened the front door of the cottage and walked in.
Mark was greeted as ever with hugs by his mother and sister, offered a bottle of coke, and regaled with stories of what they had been up to at the cottage. The two women were quite excited by what they had done, but to Mark it sounded like a few walks, a dinner at the local bistro and a couple of evenings at the pub! Mark was always the quiet one, as much as he seemed to have an inner strength, and the pattern continued through tea. Jen was poking fun at Mark, asking if he had got any women in while they had been at the cottage, and asking him whether he got laid! It left Maddy a bit embarrassed -- but she had also been chatting with Jen, who seemed to have few inhibitions when talking about her experiences with men!
"Got a great movie to see on the video player. Francine lent it to me. Let's snuggle up under a blanket and watch it together." Francine was Jen's best friend. When Jen had an idea no-one could stop her. By half past eight, tea was washed up, the light gone outside, the movie set up to play. "Even if you don't like it, Mark, it only lasts an hour and a quarter............."
Mark resigned himself to his fate -- a romantic film gued over by his sister and mother, with no escape....... Jen was continuing. "Dunno about you, mum, but I've been in these Jeans all day. Let's get into something more comfortable..............." Both women rapidly disappeared to their bedroom. They were sharing the bigger of the two bedrooms, having left the other for Mark. They returned a little later in their nighties. They were short nighties, made of thin cotton. Jen's was covered with teddy bears, Maddy's - his mum's -- covered with flowers. Mark couldn't believe it, but it seemed like they had nothing else on at all under their nighties. Certainly both didn't seem to have bras on, and he couldn't see any evidence of panties. They were just his mother and sister -- they were just comfortable with their son/brother -- maybe he had thought occasionally about them, but you shouldn't think about family that way, should you........?
Maddy got the blanket, manoeuvred Mark into the middle of the settee, then Maddy and Jen leant on either side of him, pulling his arms around their shoulders. Jen turned on the video........ They squirmed a bit to get comfortable as the movie started. It just confirmed to Mark that they probably weren't wearing anything under their nighties as he felt their breasts rub against his arms in their squirming.
The video was a bit strange, although Mark did sort of get into the story. It was typical. A young couple who hated each other to start with, and the fights they had at work, but at last they were sent on a conference together, and there was a mistake with the booking and they had to share a room........ It was all of a formula to this stage.
But then it changed. Was this what they called female pornography? Suddenly they were facing each other in their pyjamas. Then the man removed his, and stood tall, the camera lingering on his hard cock. Mark was acutely embarrassed -- this isn't the sort of thing you watch with your mother and sister. He heard his sister giggle, and half whisper to his mother across Mark. "Bet you would like one like that to play with!"
Mark tried to move but found his arms were pinned behind the backs of the two women. Had they done it deliberately so he couldn't move? Of course he could get away, but not without disturbing them too much. They watched further as the camera followed the woman's face as she dropped to her knees, put her lips to the man's cock and kissed it, licked it, then took it in her mouth, gently letting the cock slide in and out obscenely between her lips.
Mark felt his mother tense, but she wasn't going to move away. Mark was also aware that he was getting more and more uncomfortable in his shorts, but couldn't move easily to do anything about it......
At last the man on the video pulled away, stripped the woman and lay her back on the bed. This time he spread her legs wide and the camera lingered on the woman's gaping pussy, glistening with moisture. It was at the moment that the great thought entered Mark's mind. There were two pussies, just like that pussy, naked, uncovered less than a foot from his cock. His cock which was now throbbing in his pants, a cock which was an inch longer and wider than the one on the screen! But he still couldn't move. His arms were still stuck. It was family -- you don't do stuff with family.....
Then they watched as the man lowered his face to the woman's pussy, and heard her gently moan as his tongue began to lick.
It was Jen who whispered again to her mother. "Oooh, I love it when a man does that to me. How about you?"
Maddy was too embarrassed with her son there to reply. But she knew she loved a man doing that to her..............
The woman on the screen was squirming now, so the man pulled away, and the film got a perfect angle to watch the man slowly plunge his cock into her pussy.
