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Authors Note: This story contains scenes of incest or incest content, please do not continue if that offends you.

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Saturday morning arrived and I was awake early. I had already showered and dressed before Sarah was out of bed, my mind racing at the possibilities that the day ahead held.

I was sitting in the kitchen enjoying a coffee and reading the paper when Sarah walked in and looked across at me. She was dressed pretty casually, blue jeans and a red top.

*quot;I am just popping out to the shops, I need to pick some things up for later. Is there anything that you need?*quot;

I shook my head.

*quot;No thanks Sarah, is there anything I can do while you are out?*quot;

*quot;Not really*quot; she said, and she turned, grabbing the car keys from the worktop, and walked out. I heard the door close and moments later the sound of a car pulling away,

I finished my coffee, and then went back upstairs to start the bath, and then went into the bedroom to undress and put my dressing gown on.

Sinking into the warm soapy water I let myself relax as I slid deeper into the water, my head coming to rest on the pillow at the end of the bath. It felt lovely as the warm water covered my body.

After a few minutes of relaxation I sat up and reached across and picked up one of Sarah's razors. I was lucky that I wasn't generally hairy, my legs and body were covered with very light downy type hair, but I thought I could tidy myself up. With slow deliberate strokes I gently shaved my legs until they were smooth to the touch.

I looked down at my cock covered in a curly mound of hair, unkempt and messy. With a light tentative stroke of the razor I removed a little of the pubic hair from across my tummy line, but I didn't stop there. The razor moved around my cock until there were no hairs left at all, and then I moved to my balls with the same result.

I stood and looked at myself in the mirror, my cock and balls cleanly shaven, my legs looking smooth and the only thing now jarring was the light hair across my chest. That wouldn't do.

Moments later I looked at myself again, no hair below my neckline, clean shaven just like a new born baby. I smiled.

*quot;That will be a surprise for Sarah*quot; I said to myself.

Later that afternoon I was in the front room watching the television when the phone rang, the caller identification telling me that it was Ann.

*quot;Hello Ann.*quot;

*quot;Hi, how are you and Sarah?*quot;

*quot;We are both great thanks Ann. What about you, ready for dinner?*quot;

*quot;That was what I was ringing about.*quot;

My heart sank, was she going to cancel?

*quot;Would it be alright with the two of you if I came over in a taxi so that I can enjoy the wine? I could then get a taxi home later.*quot;

I let out a sigh of relief, she was still coming to dinner.

*quot;Of course Ann, in fact, you could stay over you wanted and then either Sarah or I could take you home later tomorrow.*quot;

*quot;Thank you, that sounds perfect. I will arrange a taxi for about half an hour or so. See you soon. Bye.

*quot;Bye Ann.*quot;

The next hour went by slowly, I looked out of the window every time I heard a car, in fact I was in danger of getting a cricked neck if I wasn't careful.

Sarah was still upstairs when a taxi pulled onto the drive.

*quot;Your mum is here*quot; I called up stairs as I walked to the front door to anticipate the knock.

*quot;Ok, I will be down in a few minutes, just dressing.*quot;

KNOCK KNOCK

I opened the door, Ann stood there with an overnight bag in hand and a beaming smile on her face. I looked at her, trying to gauge what mood she was in by what she was wearing.

As she stood there, I took in the view. She had nice make up with ruby red lipstick, a crisp blue blouse which looked like it was made of silk and stretched nicely across her ample bosom, a tight blue skirt which was just above the knee and had a side slit of about 3 or 4 inches, dark blue nylons and finished off with blue patent high heels, 4 inches I would guess.

*quot;Hello Ann*quot; I said as I reached out to take her bag.

*quot;Hi.*quot;

*quot;Come on in, Sarah is still dressing and will be down in a minute or two. Go through to the lounge.*quot;

Ann let me take her bag and as she walked in she paused next to me and leaned across to kiss me on the cheek.

As she was close to me I could smell her perfume, a mix of flowers meant she smelled of summer.

*quot;Before you ask, they are stockings and not tights*quot; she whispered into my ear. With a smile she walked off and into the lounge.

I dropped her case in the hall and followed her into the room.

*quot;Sounds nice Ann. Do you want a drink?*quot;

*quot;G and T please.*quot;

As she sat down her tight skirt rode up a little and I could clearly see the lacy top of a stocking exposed by the side slit. I stared for a moment too long and she noticed.

*quot;See?*quot;

All I could do was nod.

I gave her a glass with a nice strong gin, and sat opposite her with my own drink.

Moments later I heard Sarah walking down the stairs.

*quot;Hi mum*quot; she called out *quot;make mine a gin and tonic too.*quot;

I got rus escort up and turned back to the drinks cabinet and started to pour another drink, I could hear Sarah walk in to the room.

*quot;Hi love*quot; Ann greeted her.

*quot;Hi mum, you look great.*quot;

*quot;So do you.*quot;

I turned to give Sarah her drink, and almost dropped it. Sarah was standing next to her mum, which I expected to see, what I didn't expect to see was her outfit.

She was wearing ruby red lipstick, a crisp blue blouse which looked like it was made of silk and stretched nicely across her ample bosom, a tight blue skirt which was just above the knee and had a side slit of about 3 or 4 inches, dark blue nylons and finished off with blue patent high heels, 4 inches I would guess.

I stood there looking at them both, not moving while I tried to take it all in.

*quot;What's wrong? Never seen coordinated dressing before?*quot; asked Sarah.

*quot;Not like that*quot; I managed to stammer out.

*quot;Cats got his tongue mum.*quot;

*quot;Yes it would seem so.*quot;

As I stood staring at them they both sat back down, this time I had a view of lacy topped stockings in the skirt slit of both of them. Sarah's on one side and her mother's on the other. I hardly knew where to look.

What I did know was that my cock had hardened almost immediately and was straining against my trousers and that if either of them looked at my crotch it would be clearly visible.

A moment later Ann said *quot;would you look at that Sarah? ... It seems he has something growing in his trousers... I wonder what caused that?*quot;

Sarah nodded and smiled at her mum.

*quot;Yes he does mum, why don't you ask him what caused it?*quot;

*quot;I think I might just do that love.*quot;

I stood there transfixed as they spoken to each other about me, I wanted to point out that I was actually in the room and could hear them, but strangely felt powerless to do so.

*quot;Don't his trousers look tight mum?*quot;

*quot;Yes Sarah, something is clearly straining down there. If he isn't careful he will do himself a mischief.*quot;

Sarah smiled at her mum. Ann then turned to me, smiling.

*quot;So what has made you hard?*quot;

I stood there silent, not knowing what to say.

*quot;Well?*quot;

*quot;My mum asked you a question, please don't be rude, answer it.*quot;

*quot;I... I...well... it...you...*quot;

They both laughed at my obvious struggle to string a sentence together.

Ann said *quot;why not try small words and breathing while you speak.*quot;

Maybe the question is difficult, perhaps he needs some multiple choice answers?*quot; opined Sarah.

*quot;Good idea, lets try that.*quot;

Ann looked at me.

*quot;Let me make this easier, the question is what has made you hard? Is it (A) my stocking top. (B) Sarah's stocking top. (C) My big tits. (D) Sarahs tits. Does that help?*quot;

I couldn't quite believe how this was turning out but thought that had clearly colluded on this and that I was in for a penny and in for a pound.

*quot;C and D Ann*quot; I answered.

*quot;Our tits seem to be the cause Sarah.*quot;

*quot;Yes mum, they do*quot; said Sarah and as she spoke her hands moved from her lap to cup her tits, one in each hand. As she did this, Ann followed her lead, and moved her own hands up to cup her big tits too.

I just stared at them, my wife and my mother in law sitting next to each other on the sofa, each cupping their own tits through their silky blue blouses.

Sarah looked at her mum.

*quot;I wonder if it is mine or yours which are causing him the problem?*quot;

*quot;I don't know Sarah.*quot;

Sarah leaned towards her mother a little and took her hand from her left tit, leaving her right hand still cupping her own tit and reached across towards her mum. As she moved her hand towards her mum Ann lowered her right hand to her leg and Sarah's hand closed around her mum's right tit, clearly giving it a gentle squeeze.

*quot;I think yours feel bigger mum.*quot;

*quot;Do they love?*quot;

Ann lifted her free hand towards Sarah, and started to cup her daughters left tit, resting her hand on it for a moment she then started to gently squeeze it.

*quot;I think you are quite right Sarah, but yours do feel nice.*quot;

I stood, open mouthed, watching Sarah feeling her mums tit while her mum was feeling hers. By now my cock was aching so much at the sight and was threatening to burst out through my trousers.

Abruptly they stopped and both looked at me, as I stood there with a gin and tonic in hand and undelivered.

*quot;Go upstairs and take a look in the bedroom, when you have decided what to do please come back down. And now I will have my drink please.*quot;

*quot;Ok Sarah*quot; I said, jolted into action by her words. I walked towards her and gave her the glass, then I turned and walked from the room towards the stairs. As I climbed the stairs her words were going round in my head, what could she mean?

As I reached the landing I could hear laughter coming from downstairs as Sarah and her mum were clearly enjoying a joke or something. Our bedroom door was across the hall and I strode towards it, pushed it open and walked in.

*quot;What sincan escort the fuck?*quot;

I stood just inside the door looking at the bed, the sight that confronted me left me a little confused but then I slowly started to understand, and a smile started to spread across my face.

*quot;You kinky bitch Sarah.*quot;

Laid out on the bed a crisp blue blouse which looked like it was made of silk, a blue short skirt and I noticed had a side slit of about 3 or 4 inches, dark blue hold up stockings, lacy blue panties and matching bra, On the floor were a pair of blue patent high heels, 4 inches I would guess.

By now I could feel that familiar wetness against my leg as my cock was leaking a lot of pre cum and looking down there was a clear wet patch on my trousers. What ever Sarah and Ann were up to it was clearly having an effect on my cock.

I closed the door and walked to the bed, it was clear what Sarah had in mind, the shoes were a size 9, my size, the skirt and blouse an 18, they looked my size, the bra was a 42, the same size as my jackets, although my jacket wasn't a DD.

In no time at all I was standing in front of the bed naked, my newly clean shavencock pointing resolutely at the ceiling with a bead of pre cum sitting on top of it. The head was glistening wet from all of the pre cum that had already leaked and I had to stop myself reaching down to give my cock a stroke; I was worried that I would shoot my load.

About 10 minutes later I was standing by the front room door wearing the clothes that Sarah had set out, they fit me really well although I had struggled to contain my cock in the tight panties. I reflected that the only difference between Sarah, Ann and myself was the lack of any tits in my blouse and a clear hard on under my skirt.

I paused at the door, nervous as hell and took a deep breath and then walked into the room.

*quot;Look at that mum. What a sissy my husband is. All I said was to go upstairs and decide what to do. So what did he do? He chose to dress up like a girl.*quot;

Ann laughed.

*quot;Yes, shows how his mind works doesn't it?*quot;

I was shocked, and froze to the spot wondering what was happening.

Ann looked right at me and then smiled.

*quot;But he looks fucking sexy doesn't he mum?*quot;

*quot;Oh yes Sarah he does, all he really needs is big tits like us.*quot; At rhat Ann reached back towards Sarah and started groping her tits while she continued to look at me.

*quot;Mmmmmmmmm mum, that feels lovely, you have such strong hands mum.*quot;

Sarah relaxed back onto the sofa, giving easy access to her tits, letting her mum squeeze and roll them. Ann obliged, rolling one of Sarah's tits and squeezing the other quite firmly, allowing her finger and thumb to pinch the nipple. I could clearly see it standing proudly against the silk blouse.

Ann looked across at me and beckoned me across. As I walked, well wobbled in my heels, across the room towards them they both sat up and slightly parted. Sarah patted the seat between them, and I turned and sat between them.

Ann put her hand onto my leg and Sarah did the same on the other leg, their warm hands feeling strangely sexy through the silk of the stockings. I have never felt anything like that before, their touch was so erotic.

I just sat their for a minute, letting the feelings and sensations overwhelm me, my wife and her mother were rubbing my stocking clad thighs, the feeling was just incredible.

Slowly I felt both hands move ever higher as they both traced small circles with their fingertips, Ann's hand was slightly higher and her finger tip moved from the silk stocking to my bare thigh about it.

I let out a gasp, her finger tip felt like it was giving me an electric shock such was the pleasure. A moment later I couldn't help myself and let out another gasp, Sarah's finger tip did the same. Now both of them were tracing their finger tips along my bare thigh just above the stocking top, my legs opened wider to give them easier access.

*quot;I think he likes this Sarah.*quot;

*quot;It would definitely seem so mum.*quot;

As I looked down I could clearly see my hard cock pressing against the material of the skirt, the shape of the head and shaft clear in outline. Just below that I could see the unmistakable bulges caused by two hands rubbing my inner thighs.

*quot;Yes I do like that girls*quot; I managed to say.

My head was rolled back on the sofa my eyes closed enjoying the sensation and when I felt a hand on my stomach, coming from the side Ann was sitting on. The hand continued to move upwards, caressing me skin through my silk blouse, coming to a stop on my bra.

*quot;That's a bit disappointing.*quot; I heard Ann say. *quot;This bitch has no tits to speak of.*quot;

She squeezed me through the blouse and bra, and then tweaked my nipple between her thumb and finger.

*quot;But at least she has hard nipples.*quot;

*quot;Mmmmmmmmmmm yes I do Ann.*quot;

*quot;So do I mum.*quot;

*quot;Really darling? Why don't you show me?*quot;

Sarah pulled her hand from under my skirt and start to unbutton her blouse, pulling it open sıhhiye escort she exposed her lovely lacy bra, her creamy white tits filling the cups. She pulled one of the bra cups down and revealed her pert hard nipple standing proudly erect.

*quot;Ohhh Sarah, you were right, that looks so hard*quot; Ann said.

*quot;Are yours hard too mum?*quot;

Ann pulled her hand from under my skirt and the same scene as I had just witnessed with Sarah took place all over again. This time it was Ann sitting there with her bra cup pulled down and her hard nipple visible to us all.

I couldn't stand it any more and reached both my hands up and grabbed a tit with each, one of Sarah's and one of Ann's/ Closing my hands around them I started to fondle them both. I could feel the hardness of their nipples under my touch as I groped them both.

Sarah let out a moan of pleasure, as did Ann, as I pinched their nipples at the same time.

*quot;Your nipple isn't as big as your mum's Sarah*quot; I said as I pulled on it a little harder.

*quot;And yours is very hard Ann*quot; I added pulling hers too.

Both of them let out a little yelp as I pulled their nipples but neither of them made any move to stop me for the moment.

But then Sarah pulled my hand away from her tit, and Ann followed suit.

*quot;Not so fast kinky boy. You don't think you get to lead us do you? Today you are ours. No arguing. You do realise you are sitting between us dressed like a slut don't you?*quot; Sarah said.

*quot;Yes, you are ours today*quot; added Ann.

I suddenly realised what they was saying was true, so let myself and my arms relax and sank back into the sofa and waited.

Sarah reached down to the hem of my skirt and pulled it up, exposing my white thighs above the stocking tops and my lacy panties. It was clear to both of them that I was very excited, my cock was rigid and the head peeking out above the top of them, clearly wet and slippery.

My cock flexed involuntarily as they both looked it, making Ann let out a little laugh.

Sarah looked at me quizzically and pulled my panties down a little, letting more of my hard cock out, the shaft was now more than half visible.

*quot;Look at this mum, he is clean shaven.*quot;

*quot;Oh wow Sarah, I have never seen such a clean looking cock, doesn't it look nice like that?*quot;

Ann slid her hand on to my tummy and then down and into my panties, her fingers sliding down along the side of my shaft, her touch making me shiver. Down further until her fingers reached my balls, and the she wrapped her hand around my sack and gently rubbed it.

*quot;Arrrrrrrr mmmmmmmm.*quot;

*quot;It feels like he has shaved his balls too Sarah*quot; her hand continuing to roll my balls around as she spoke.

In a flash Sarah slid her hand in to meet her mums, their fingers entwined and they both felt my balls together.

*quot;Oh yes!*quot; she exclaimed.

My cock was bouncing around of its own accord as Sarah and her mum fondled my balls in my lacy panties. Ann saw it and reached down with her free hand to grab the shaft, her fingers closing around it she held it tightly.

Sarah looked at her mum and smiled.

*quot;Wank him mum, you know he likes it.*quot;

She didn't need a second invitation, her hand started to move up and down my hard cock, from the panties and then up to the head, she had a lovely firm grip and was stroking it at a lovely steady pace. It felt divine, her hand stroking my shaft while her hand and Sarah's continued to massage my balls.

I couldn't help but moan in pleasure

*quot;He seems to like it Sarah.*quot;

Ann started to speed up her strokes and I could see her hand getting shiny and wet as each upstroke ended on my pre cum covered cock head, Sarah saw it too and leaned down towards my cock until her nipple was inches away from my cock head as Ann continued to wank me.

*quot;A little closer darling*quot; said Ann.

Sarah bent a little closer, this time the upstroke of Ann's hand brushed Sarah's nipple and then her down stroke caused my cock head to hit Sarah's nipple.

*quot;Mmmmmm nice*quot; said Sarah.

Ann started to wank my cock a little faster, making sure her hand and my cock head was hitting Sarah's nipple as much as she could, each cycle making a slapping noise on Sarah's tit.

Sarah pulled her hand from my panties and in one sweeping movement reached up a little to grab her mums tits, her fingers searching for her engorged nipple. In moment she found what she was looking for and her finger and thumb closed around it. She twisted her mums nipple a little, first one way and then the other.

*quot;Ohhhhhhhhhhh darling... *quot;

At Sarah's touch I felt Ann's grip on my cock tighten and her strokes became firmer, faster and more purposeful. Each stroke slapping Sarah's tit harder and faster, and with each slap of her tit Sarah pulled her mum's nipple that tiny bit harder.

Ann pulled her hand from my panties, releasing my balls but she kept wanking my shaft into Sarah's tit. Her free hand slid across to her thigh and then pulled her skirt up, quickly moving to slide inside her own panties, she was clearly flicking her clit.

Sarah sat up a little to watch her mum wanking my cock as it stuck out of my lacy panties with one hand and fingering her clit in her own lacy panties with her other. She let go of her mums tit and pulled her own skirt up and then pulled her panties down and off, her naked pussy on show, neatly trimmed as she always kept it.