After Lyla parked in the driveway and killed the engine, as they prepared to step out of the car and walk inside, Mike did feel the need to make one thing clear though.
“Lyla… This stays just between us, okay? I don’t want Lori to know about me and Mom, and it’s probably best if she doesn’t know that I know about the two of you.”
“Sure, I won’t tell Lo if you don’t want me to,” Lyla shrugged, making her huge boobs jiggle underneath her V-neck top, visibly distracting Mike. “I guess I could make her see reason if I explained her things the right way, but yeah, for now maybe she’s better off not knowing that you’re fucking Mom. She’d be so jealous and she’d get mad at you all over again, right when she was starting to be nicer.”
“Yeah, Lori was never much of a fan of mine…” Mike exhaled, making an effort not to stare too much at Lyla’s soft cleavage so enticingly exposed by her inviting neckline. “I guess she’s not so bad since you two came back, but she never really liked me to begin with.”
“Don’t take it too personal, Mikey,” Lyla replied, resting her hand on his toned arm and squeezing it gently. “She’s just a bit of a mess emotionally, that’s all. Insecurities and stuff, you know how it is… If you ask me though, it’s because you look so much like Dad, and being reminded of him all the time makes her sad and she resents you for it. Plus, she’s convinced that Mom loves you the most because you’re her only son and her little boy and all that stuff, and that makes Lori sooo jealous! Of course, that’s totally ridiculous. I tell her all the time, you know: ‘Mike is not Mom’s favorite, Lo: I am!’ I mean, come on, isn’t it obvious? How could I not be her favorite?!” Lyla concluded theatrically while flashing Mike a big smile and a playful wink.
Laughing along with her, Mike didn’t protest nor thought too much of it when Lyla leaned forward and planted a big affectionate smooch on his lips before opening the car door and getting out. Nodding to himself and blinking his eyes in wonderment, he followed his big sister inside the house, smiling all the while.
*****
After the sauna and the massages, after drinking smoothies followed by margaritas and interspersed with all around chatting and gossiping and more drinks, after a full afternoon of getting pampered at the spa in the company of her sister and their friends, Julia finally managed to get a moment to herself.
Wrapped in a fluffy white bathrobe and wearing nothing but a skimpy bikini, Julia exhaled in relief as she entered her room and shut the door behind her. Leaning back against the locked door, the buxom MILF closed her eyes and smiled as she allowed the naughty thoughts she had held back all day to flow freely in her lust-hazy mind. Images of Mike’s massive, rock-hard dick had been flashing before Julia’s eyes incessantly during the previous hours, making her squirm with arousal and bite her lips impatiently as she tried to keep her composure and contribute somehow to her friends’ chattering, her needy pussy dampening and itching with desire for her son all the while. And now, at long last, she could do something about it.
Shrugging her bathrobe off and removing her bikini like if it was on fire, Julia rushed across the room to fish out the dildos she had stashed at the very bottom of her overnight bag. With her trusty toys in hand, the gorgeous naked MILF jumped on the bed and picked up her cell from the nightstand, getting tingly all over already. As she lay back and spread her legs, Julia instinctively started pawing at her big jiggly mommy-boobs, moaning softly as she teased her puffy nipples between the thumb and forefinger of one hand while she tapped away at her phone with the other, texting Mike and snapping pics of her own voluptuous nakedness.
After a couple of teasing shots of her mammoth jutting tits pressed together followed by a close up of her exquisite mouth wrapped around the tip of her fattest cock-shaped dildo, Julia brought her fingers down to her moist slit and started masturbating, taking pics of her dewy pussy and budding clit all the while. As her digits slid in and out of her drooling mommy-hole with practiced languidness and her thumb gently rubbed her nectar-slick clit, Julia grinned through her soft moans while she held her phone up with the other hand and scrolled through the pictures she had just taken, choosing the best ones to send her son to kick off their sexting session in the hottest, most irresistible way possible.
*****
Despite the revelations he and Lyla had shared, or maybe because of them, the day had gone by nice and smooth for Mike. There had been no awkwardness neither as he lazed around by the pool with both his sisters, nor while they feasted on their mom’s leftover lasagna and chocolate cake. Even after Lori left to go to her friend’s party, the usual chummy mood between Lyla and Mike wasn’t altered.
Once Lori was gone, Lyla brought her laptop to Mike’s room and they cuddled on his bed, ready to binge watch Rick and Morty as planned. In truth though, Mike was far from focused on the show. His mind wandered and his cock plumped up noticeably as he basked in the warmth of his big sister’s curvaceous body snuggled into his side, her huge tits pressing against his torso, her nipples poking at him through her light tank top, her soft thighs draped over his legs, her long blonde hair emanating its intoxicating aroma: a mixture of vanilla shampoo laced with her unique signature scent.
The increased closeness they had gained by sharing their respective incestuous escapades suddenly made the forbidden fantasies that Mike now and then had entertained about Lyla seem much closer to reality and way less crazy. In a way, more than ever before, Mike had the impression that his deep-seated connection to his voluptuous mother was blooming and expanding enough to include a stronger and fuller bond with his beloved big sister too. Beside being physically and emotionally similar to Julia, Lyla was the only person, alongside his mother, that Mike knew for sure he would always love and be loved by, no matter what, for as long as he lived.
She was beautiful, hot and amazing, and, as he wrapped his arm around her naked shoulders and let his eyes stray from the screen to rest on the the protruding curve of her plump shorts-clad booty, Mike sort of knew that she wouldn’t reject him if he should choose to make a move. Not that he was actually going to, but still… As it turned out though, there would be no need for him to do much except let things have their own momentum.