Lust for my mom and sister

My father is in the army, so I used to live in my house with my mother and sister. I saw the actions of both of them, mother used to cure her lust at home.

Friends, my name is Aditya, everyone at home calls me Adi. I am a 23 year old young man. I have been reading stories of Antarvasna for quite some time now. Now when I read a story, I also masturbate.
Now you will say what is special in this. All the readers who read stories on Antarvasna.com, mostly do it by hand, whether it is a boy, a man, a girl, a woman or an elderly person, this is a normal thing. But many things happened in my life which were not normal, which made me abnormal.

Now I am going to tell you what happened, this is just the beginning, but even after this a lot of things happened which changed my life.

I live with my mother, father and elder sister. My sister is 4 years older than me. This happened about four years ago, when we built our new house.

Father was in the army and was often posted somewhere outside.

Father had got the house built, but its boundary wall i.e. the outer wall could not be built. The back side of our house was open, but there was nothing special in the house behind, only a buffalo was tied there.
Mother used to milk him every morning and evening. We kept some milk for ourselves and sold some. This also brought an income of four paise to the house.

Buffalo was also kept because father thought that if there was home-made milk, the children would be healthy. Mother had a habit of expressing milk once at 5 in the morning and once at 5 in the evening. Mother used to wear a suit in the evening, but in the morning she was always in nightie.

When she was milking, she would lift her nightie up to her knees, place the bucket under the buffalo and pull its udder to extract the milk.

Some houses in the neighborhood would take milk from us in the morning, some in the evening. Some women came, some men came. There were one or two men who would often joke with mother. From his words, it seemed in his eyes as if he did not look at his mother well. But we were young, we did not understand these things.

There was a shop right next to the house in our neighbourhood. The shopkeeper kept groceries in his shop. But he had a warehouse behind the shop, in which he had kept straw.

Often, both of us siblings and mother also used to go to his shop to buy many things. That Lala loved us too and spoke lovingly to his mother too.

Once he came to our house and said to mother – Sister-in-law, please give us half a liter of milk, we will also make our tea and drink it.
Mother asked father for this, and father said yes.

From the next month, Lala also started taking milk from our house and in exchange of milk he would send chaff for the buffalo.

To collect chaff, sometimes I and sometimes my mother would bring chaff from the warehouse behind his shop. But there was one thing that Lala always came in the morning to get milk.

When mother would lift her nightie and sit to express milk, her tight nightie would create a large round shape of her body when she sat.

Of course I was young, but I understood this much. Like Lala used to look at mother. If the neck of mother’s nightie was at the back, her fair back would have been visible. And if it had been in the front, then a lot of cleavage of her white breasts would have been visible.

Lala used to stare at mother, but mother didn’t know whether she liked it or she didn’t care about it. But Lala was coming closer to mother day by day. I felt bad about this, my sister also did not like this. But if we ask mother, how should we say?

Whenever we wanted to eat something, mother would send us to Lala’s shop and Lala would also feed us free chocolates or chips etc. He would feed me for free, but sometimes he would touch Didi here and there and in the greed for food, Didi also did not feel bad about this.

I too felt like touching the bulges on my sister’s body. Earlier his T-shirt was straight like mine, but now it had started rising from the chest. Two small bulges were clearly visible. Mother’s breasts were very big, but sister’s were also made of small samosas.

Once our buffalo screamed loudly, it continued to scream the whole night. In the morning, when Lala came to collect milk, he asked his mother – Your buffalo is mooing a lot, what’s the matter?
Mother said- I don’t know brother, she has been troubling me a lot since yesterday.

Lala looked around the buffalo and then looking towards mother, he put a finger of his hand in the hindquarters of our buffalo and moved it back and forth a little.

The buffalo became silent. Lala smiled brightly after seeing my mother and said – Oh, she wants it. See, she calmed down just by the finger. It will have to be injected.
Mother also understood.. She said- Now where should I take it?
Lala said – Hey Bhabhi ji, there is an acquaintance of mine, let’s get it fitted with his buffalo.

That day he took our buffalo in the afternoon and brought it back in the evening.

Lala came back and said to mother – Sister-in-law, your buffalo seemed very thirsty, it stood quietly, the buffalo came very comfortably and did its work. She agreed within a minute.

When mother passed by Lala shyly, Lala said – I don’t know when you will understand.
Mother turned and looked at Lala and went away smiling.

That day I think, maybe there was a setting between mother and Lala.

The next day mother washed the clothes and put some clothes on the terrace to dry. That day, one of mother’s panties flew off and fell at Lala’s house, so mother sent me to pick it up. When I went, Lala was sitting in his shop and he was keeping mother’s panty in his lap.

If I speak according to today’s understanding, he was keeping his mother’s panty on his penis.
I told Lala- Give mother’s clothes.
So he gave me two chocolates and said – Hey, I wanted to take more stuff too, tell your mother to come and take your stuff and also your clothes.

I came home and told my mother. I don’t know why mother smiled a lot and then asked us to do our homework and went to Lala’s shop.

Mother came back after about an hour, but she had only her panty in her hand and no other stuff. But there was one thing, that mother was very happy.

Now, due to father being in the army, he used to come home only once or twice a year. Mother used to sleep with us. In winter, mother often slept with me clinging to her. So often mother’s big breasts would be facing my face, or sometimes when she would lie down with her back towards me, she would sleep with her big buttocks close to my waist.

I would still feel that my lullaby would get stiff, but I would maintain some distance from my mother out of fear that she might whisper under her ear asking if this lullaby was following me. But then I wanted to touch my mother and see her.

Gradually Lala started interfering a lot in our house. Now he used to look upon us like our father. We children also always missed our father, which was fulfilled by Lala.

But he used to show more love towards Didi because under the pretext of loving her, he used to touch her here and there.

Almost 2 years had passed. Now mother had started making both of us brother and sister sleep in separate rooms. The reason for this was that sometimes Lala used to come to our house even at night. I came to know about this much later.

One day during summer at night I felt the urge to urinate. When I woke up, I got up and went to the bathroom. But even before going to the bathroom, I saw that sister was looking at something in mom’s room and she was also moving something inside her salwar with her hand.

I asked my sister – What are you doing here?
So he scolded me and sent me away. But my heart did not agree. I felt that there was something that sister was watching.

I also wanted to see, so I went there again. Didi’s salwar had now fallen down, she was still massaging her nipple area with her hand.

I also went and stood nearby. When sister saw me, she got irritated and asked – What is it?
I said- What are you looking at, I also want to see.
Didi said- Take it and see it, you too.

I looked through the window glass, the view inside was something different. Inside, my mother was completely naked and Lala was also naked. Mummy had raised her legs in the air and Lala was hitting her with her waist. I understood this much, but what were they doing?

I asked my sister – What are they doing?
Didi held my lullaby and told me that Lala had put his own and mother’s in that.
I asked- What happens with this?
She said- You fool… elders enjoy this a lot.
I asked- And what are you doing?
She said- I am enjoying myself.
I asked- how?

She held my hand and placed it on her cunt and told me how. She made me put my big finger in and out of her vagina. When I started doing it slowly, sister enjoyed it.
She said- do it faster.

But I was not liking all this, rather it seemed very strange. When I did not do it properly, sister removed me and started doing it herself.

I also stood nearby, sometimes looking at my mother inside and sometimes looking at my sister outside. But I did not know when my penis also got erect.

I said to my sister – Sister, see what happened to him?
My sister caught hold of my baby’s cunt and looked at it – You have become erect. Listen, let’s do what mom is doing.

I nodded yes. Sister lay down on the floor, I also lay down on her.
Sister said- Now put your lullaby inside me.
I tried a lot, but I felt a lot of pain every time and the insert did not even go in.

Didi beat me and sent me away from there. I came back and slept on my bed.

Since sister and I used to sleep together, sister often started teasing my lullaby. Just by the touch of his hand, my vagina would become very tight. Then I also used to press my sister’s breasts. Both of us brothers and sisters would often fall asleep while playing with each other like this.

I sucked my sister’s breasts many times, when she would massage her breasts with her hand, she would ask me to suck her breasts and would hold my breasts and pull them a lot.

Didi’s perineal area below would become very wet. She used to tie me to her panties very tightly. She used to suck my nipples in her mouth and also got her pussy sucked. But I didn’t like all that, so I used to refuse.

Yes, I would have loved to play with my sister’s breasts and suck them. Sometimes I feel that mom’s boobs are bigger than sister’s, how much fun it would be to suck and press them. But Lala used to suck them and press them.

After that I saw many more times, when Lala would come at night, both I and Didi would watch. Mummy would take Lala’s thick black penis or rather penis in her mouth and suck it. Lala also licks mother’s pussy.

Now I started understanding this whole game. But during this time, sister had a boyfriend. Now sister did not say anything to me. Perhaps she had started getting everything done from her boyfriend.

Earlier I used to often play with my sister’s breasts, but now she doesn’t even let me touch them. Now whenever Lala came, the light in mother’s room would also be switched off. Neither did I see my mother, nor did my sister allow me to do anything.

It was very difficult.

The friendship between mother and Lala flourished. When father was not there, he was our father. If I had also called him Papa many times, he would have been very happy. But the matter was not limited to this only, mummy had also made some other friends. He would also sometimes come at night, or during the day when we would have gone to school.

Sister used to talk to me about her boyfriend, she too was wasting her youth on her boyfriend.

Lala still used to call Didi on some pretext to come to the shop to buy some goods, but Didi no longer paid any attention to Lala. She was now happy with her boyfriend.

Time passed, sister was getting herself fucked, mother was getting herself fucked. Now my lust was becoming a dick, I too felt like talking to mother, I could not talk to her, but everything was open to my sister.

Once or twice I even told my sister, under the influence of lust, that I too feel like doing it with someone like Lala.

My target was my sister, but she said – make yourself your girlfriend… do it with her only.
Didi did not hold my hand even though I wanted so much. When I was not able to arrange a lull for myself from any side, I started shaking my lullaby myself and I started enjoying it.

Gradually I learned how to masturbate on my own. Then just like that my seal also broke. My cap came out of my penis. Now whenever I masturbate, thick white semen would come out.

Many times my sister saw me masturbating and she also refused. But how could I stop myself?

Whenever any of mom’s friends came at night, I would take care of this.

When mom was in the room with him, I would secretly watch and masturbate while watching their sex. Now I understood what sister used to do after seeing mom at night. Mom probably also knew about all his exploits.

With time I also understood that as much as my mother is a slut, my sister’s lust is no less than her.

Then mom and dad got the sister married after seeing the boy. Now mom and I were left at home. Now, when mom used to sleep in the afternoon, I would stand near her and masturbate while watching her in her sleeplessness. Many times I wiped my semen with mom’s nightie and her salwar. Her bra panty would rub against his penis.

Two years had passed, the love between mother and Lala was still there. Of course, one or the other friend of mother used to come to our house secretly at night every week, but Lala also used to come once or twice a month.

In summer, I used to sleep in my room, but in winter, I used to sleep with mother, because if mother felt cold, she would call me under her quilt.

This would have been the most fun thing for me, because I would sleep close to my mother. When mother was in deep sleep, I would secretly put one of my hands inside her nightie and play with her breasts and masturbate with the other hand.

I very much wanted to have sex with my mother, but it was not possible. I also feel like fucking mommy in the same way as Lala does on this bed by raising mommy’s legs, or by making mommy into a mare pose, or by making her sit on top of him. Because because of the buffalo, mother has to get up early in the morning and has to do household chores the whole day, so she sleeps very deeply.

Once or twice I have tried to put my penis in mom’s pussy, but as soon as her pussy feels something, she immediately moves away. My car stops just here.

Due to the fear that she might wake up, I step back and just masturbate and go to sleep.

I haven’t got a girlfriend yet, I’m not even getting married. I can talk to Didi, she has an affair with her brother-in-law and she is also friendly with the guard of the society in which she lives. Meaning, both mother and daughter are getting fucked by guys and fulfilling their lust. I am the one who hasn’t got a single penny in his luck yet.

Don’t know when I will kiss. Then I tried to woo Lala’s daughter, who has now grown up.

But Lala came to know about it and once he called me and scolded me very much and said – Brother, if you people were of good manners, I would have married my daughter to you, one is your mother whore and the other is your sister. Looking at your mother, it doesn’t seem that either of you two siblings would be your father’s. You bastard, if you see me anywhere near my daughter after today, I will kill you.

Perhaps he might have scolded his daughter also, after that she also avoided me.

I don’t understand what to do, I am destroying my semen by looking at my own mother and sister.

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