the night of the toga party
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The toga party had certainly gone well; my brother had put on a terrific spread of hummus and pita bread, plenty of vegetables and green olives, feta cheese and a multitude of other Greek and roman foods. Large bunches of G****s were on every table along with additional fruits. Wine flowed freely, both red and white, with beers and lagers to suit all tastes, the whole family had enjoyed the occasion, at the end of the evening as everybody was leaving, most the worse for wear with the consumption of the abundant supply of drinks, they had congratulate my brother and his wife on such a wonderful party, and how well the theme of the toga party had gone down, especially as all the guest had worn make shift togas out of bed sheets.
I tried to wake Roger, my husband, as the taxi home arrived, and eventually when I couldn’t rouse him from him drink induced sleep on the sofa my brother suggested to just leave him there and he would bring him back in the morning.
Me and the twins thanked him and praised both my brother and sister-in-law on a magnificent evening as we kissed them goodnight and climbed into the taxi for the 15 minute journey home.
Stepping in through the front door we all breathed a sigh of relief, the twins were still all hyper and chatting about the party, “The funniest part was when Aunty Belinda tried drinking that pint of red wine” laughed Maureen “I’ve never seen anyone run for the toilet so quick in my life”.
I sat, well, more flopped, onto the sofa, and closed my eyes, I felt totally exhausted and not exactly sober, and never being a wine drinker I think it hit me more than I liked to admit. I undone the gold painted rope from around my chubby stomach and began to take deep breaths.
Maureen handed Paul a can of lager, poured me a rather large gin and tonic with ice and a slice of lemon, and poured a vodka and lemonade, before she settled down snuggly in the armchair opposite her brother and me the glass cupped in both hands.
“Did you see Cousin Maude? First time I have ever seen a blue, red and white striped cotton toga” laughed Paul putting his now bare feet up on the coffee table and taking a sip of his cold lager, “now that’s better than wine, dad said I had to drink the wine to get into the right mood”
“Wine gives me the devil of a hangover” I muttered.
“Oh god yes, what did she look like?”
The twins howled with laughter at the image Maude had conjured up.
“Me too mum” added my daughter,” that’s why I stayed off it by helping with the youngsters all evening, although I did manage to get a couple of very large vodkas in the kitchen”.
I drained my glass of the gin and tonic, holding the tumbler out for another generous refill. Maureen obliged. As she was reaching for the bottle, the top of her homemade toga drooped down to reveal her firm perky breasts. If I was getting an eyeful of her youthful well-rounded bust, I knew her brother was too. I gave a slight gesture by grabbing the top of my toga and pulling it together, which my daughter either didn’t notice or chose to ignore as she settled back in the armchair, the toga now again covering her braless breasts.
“Well I am off to bed,” Paul said, draining the can of lager as he stood up and stretched, “it’s been an exhausting evening”
“Yep, good idea,” Maureen added, emptying her glass,” you going to be alright down here mum?”
I nodded, took a sip of the gin and tonic “soon as I finish this” I held the tumbler out to show I had about half a glass left to drink” it covers the taste of the wine”.
The twins said goodnight and left me alone in the living room, as they went I could still hear them talking about their aunty Maude’s toga.
It must have been about a quarter of an hour later when I made my way upstairs to my bedroom, I had to pass by both the twins’ rooms. Maureen’s was dark and silent, but a light shone from beneath my son’s door, hearing background music, turned down very low, I assumed he was still awake. I pushed the bedroom door open slightly, just enough to pop my head around to wish him sweet dreams.
The door opened silently, slightly more than I had intended it to, and I was stopped in my tracks, sure the drink was making me see things that weren’t there, the door open enough to see what was happening through the gap as I looked into my son’s bedroom.
Paul lay on the bed his toga unwrapped from his athletic body, his proud erection very evident as my daughter danced seductively in front of him to the music, cupping her young breasts in her hands and kissing each nipple seductively as she gyrated her slender hips, thrusting her shaven pussy in his direction to the time of the composition playing on the radio.
I watched through drink hazed eyes, Maureen whirled around in front of her twin brother, at one time spreading her pussy lips showing the moist pinkness of her inner sex as Paul watched with fascination, his firm, stiff cock encircled by his curled fingers as he slowly stroked himself, beads of pre-cum reflected off the red bulbous head.
Maureen danced with gay abandon, laughing as she twisted and twirled, her long auburn hair that normally cascaded over her shoulders whirled about her china doll features. A broad smile played across her lips. As the music faded she stopped dancing with her back towards Paul, slowly she began running her hands down her long slender legs until she was touching her toes showing him her hairless pussy, spreading her arse cheeks to reveal her tight little butt hole.
I got a profile view of her, her long hair hung down hiding her smile but not long enough to cover the firmness of her young breasts; her nipples were erect, standing out rigidly, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her pert little tits, and thought, I wonder what they would make of mine? as I cupped one of my floppy tits in my hand.
As the music started up again she gestured towards Paul with a beckoning finger. Paul got off the bed and made his way to his sister his toga falling to the floor as they fell into each other’s outstretched arms, his erection standing proudly out in front of him. They embraced, each gently caressing the body of the other as they smooched around the bedroom floor, kissing passionately as they snuggled up to each other, Pauls erection pressing hard against the bare flesh of his sisters stomach. Maureen pulled away slightly, reached down and with slender long fingers encompassed his hard manhood and began gently caressing him as their tongues snake danced between their lips.
I stood there incensed (maybe not the right word to use at that precise moment), wanting to storm into the room and demand to know what they thought they were doing, they were brother and sister, no, more than that, they were twins, my twins, but I was captivated by the sight, as if a magical spell held me there to witness my c***dren enjoying the pleasures of each other’s bodies.
My eyes were glued on Paul, forcing his sister to relinquish her hold as he began to gradually make his way down her body, kissing her nipples tenderly, as his fingers trailed down her spine she arched her back, seemingly forcing her nipple into his warm salivating mouth, until his hands cupped the cheeks of her bare backside pulling her towards him so yet again she could feel the hardness of the prominent muscle that hung between his powerful legs.
He fell silently onto his knees, his hands now running down the back of her lengthy trim limbs which she opened slightly as she cupped his head in her hands and pulled him into her crouch, grinding herself against his eager mouth, he began teasing her with his tongue, Maureen held the back of his head pulling it into her as she thrust her hips forward urging his tongue to delve ever deeper. He pulled back marginally and trailed his fingers up the inside of her thighs spreading her lips, exposing the moist pinkness within before slipping a finger, then two, into her as she whimpered with delight.
I stood there, silent as a church mouse, my body had become a total confusion of drink induced emotions, a feeling of disgust and revulsion boiled just below the surface, yet the sight of seeing my daughter spread-legged as my son drank with enthusiasm from her held me spellbound with a mesmerising fascination.
Instead of rushing in and demanding to know what the bloody hell was going on, I opened the sheet that I was using as a toga, slipped a hand into my own panties, running through the mass of course pubic hair as my fingers made their way towards my aching pussy, slipping a finger between my lips I began frigging my own oozing wet slit, as I watched Paul performing oral sex on his sister, greedily lapping at her with gusto, making her whimper, sobbing with pleasure and desire, the look on her face spoke volumes, she was craving her brothers thick cock.
Reaching up he began playing with her firm young tits, tweaking and squeezing her nipples between his fingers and thumb as his tongue teased and prodded her hairless pussy, she cooed with delight with an expression of absolute pleasure on her sweet angelic face, holding him against her, silently imploring him to not stop, but to keep licking and teasing her as her body began to shake nearing orgasm.
I Spread my legs so I could slide a finger into myself as I witnessed the scene being played out in front of me by the twins, my panties soaking wet with my own pussy fluids as I plunged first one then two fingers into myself, my thumb working frantically on my hard clit as I watched my daughter’s body shuddering to Pauls manipulative tongue, I thrust deeper and firmer into myself, my knees beginning to buckle as I let out a little moan of pleasure, a tingling sensation ran through my body as I reached climaxed and leant against the door jamb to stop me crumbling to the ground.
If they heard me they showed no sign of it as Maureen manoeuvred herself towards the bed, Paul following on his knees, like a puppy dog with its favourite toy that it was reluctant to give up, refusing to withdraw from the onslaught he was giving her clean-shaven pussy, even as Maureen fell backwards onto the bed Paul was still nestling his mouth between his sisters shapely legs.
I watched as he stood up to his full height of six foot, bent over his sister, and kissed her on the lips so she could taste the sweetness of her own fluids.
My eyes had fallen onto his hard cock; the red bulbous head glistened with his pre-cum, the ache between my chubby legs becoming unbearable again as he started to stroke himself in front of her, tiny goblets of his young sperm appeared as my daughter licked her lips in anticipation, curling her hand around him she fed him into her waiting mouth, first just the head, then releasing her fingers one by one as she deep throated him taking more and more of him into that wet warm cavern until she had him in up to his hairy balls, she cupped both his tentacles in her hands as if weighing them before gently squeezing, Paul stiffened slightly as his penis must have started to throb, she sucked harder, her head bobbing up and down like a chicken pecking at corn on the farmyard floor, her eyes closed as he fucked her mouth which encompassed his thick member, she waited for the explosion of his hot warm sperm to hit the back of her throat.
As he withdrew Maureen opened her mouth, it was full of his seed. She swallowed it in a single gulp, licking her lips with relish as the last drops trickled down her throat.
They lay side by side on the bed, Maureen stroking his now semi hard cock with the delicacy of a master craftsman as Paul rubbed tenderly between her spread legs.
“You’ll be hard again soon” she giggled, looking into his deep blue eyes, “ then you can have me on all fours and fuck me like a dirty cock loving dog”
“You are a dirty cock loving dog” Paul sniggered.
“Yep, just the way you like me b*o”, she glanced down at the now hardening muscle that she had been so delicately manipulating “ you still hold aspirations of fucking mum?”
I tensed, eaves droppers never hear good of themselves I thought as I held my breath for my son to reply.
“ hell yes, Jesus how I’d love to caress her naked body, taste her sweet cunt, bet she has hair like a unkempt garden around it, play with her big tits, teasing her nipples, would love to hear her begging for me to fuck her”
“ well you never know, I kissed dad the other night, I was wearing a low cut top so he could see my tits, fuck he got a right boner, I know he wants me but I’m holding out”
It was then my daughter looked in my direction, her eyes wide open, the shock on her face must have matched my own as I stood there, my toga wide open, legs parted, a hand inside my nylon panties that now must be transparent being drenched in my pussy liquids, as my son kept teasing his sister with his fingers
Instead of turning around in disgust I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me.
“Mums here” I heard my daughter say “looks like she is enjoying the show” her voice sounding rather shaky. “Lose the toga mum” Maureen whispered nervously.
I obeyed, only god knows why, maybe it was hearing my son wanted to fuck me, or that my daughter wanted her father, perhaps it was the alcohol consumption, I should have been shouting and screaming, telling them how wrong it was to be having any kind of sex as they were brother and sister, not only brother and sister but identical twin. But like them it was too late we had all been caught in the act.
I just stood there speechless, standing there in just a bra against which my prominent nipples were straining against the thin nylon material wanting to be released from their constraint, and my panties that were revealing the wet patch of pussy fluid that had got them so damp, and wishing I was as slim and petit as my daughter instead of being chubby and wobbly in places with tits that had long since began to droop south.
“Bra and panties too” Maureen said, the smile on her face broadening as I released my tits from the restriction of my bra, exposing one and then the other to their gaze, my nipples stood out like coat hooks, she whistled as she took in my oversized frame, I looked at Paul who was running his eyes over me.
Stepping out of my sopping wet knickers I stood there totally naked in front of my c***dren wondering what type of reaction I would get from Paul after he had taken in my chubby body , he gasped, as he admired my sagging bust that had looked so much better confined in my bra, lastly his eyes fell onto my hairy pussy.
“Beautiful mum, just beautiful” he smiled.
My eyes had fallen onto his hard cock, now fully restored to its pre blow job glory, the red bulbous head glistened, the ache between my chubby legs becoming unbearable as he started to stroke himself in front of me.
“I need the toilet, “Maureen said, as she disappeared out of the door, leaving me spellbound as I stared at my sons thick penis cupped in his hand as he teased a single droplet out of that so inviting, circumcised cock. His erection seemed bigger now as my eyes refused to look away from it. He never stopped looking me up and down as he toyed with the erection I was so eager to get hold of as I saw that single bead of sperm sitting on the blood engorged head of his cock, I just wanted to get on my knees and take it into my warm, salivating mouth.
“Well you have always said you would like to get into mums knickers, now’s your chance”, Maureen giggled.
I tried to wake Roger, my husband, as the taxi home arrived, and eventually when I couldn’t rouse him from him drink induced sleep on the sofa my brother suggested to just leave him there and he would bring him back in the morning.
Me and the twins thanked him and praised both my brother and sister-in-law on a magnificent evening as we kissed them goodnight and climbed into the taxi for the 15 minute journey home.
Stepping in through the front door we all breathed a sigh of relief, the twins were still all hyper and chatting about the party, “The funniest part was when Aunty Belinda tried drinking that pint of red wine” laughed Maureen “I’ve never seen anyone run for the toilet so quick in my life”.
I sat, well, more flopped, onto the sofa, and closed my eyes, I felt totally exhausted and not exactly sober, and never being a wine drinker I think it hit me more than I liked to admit. I undone the gold painted rope from around my chubby stomach and began to take deep breaths.
Maureen handed Paul a can of lager, poured me a rather large gin and tonic with ice and a slice of lemon, and poured a vodka and lemonade, before she settled down snuggly in the armchair opposite her brother and me the glass cupped in both hands.
“Did you see Cousin Maude? First time I have ever seen a blue, red and white striped cotton toga” laughed Paul putting his now bare feet up on the coffee table and taking a sip of his cold lager, “now that’s better than wine, dad said I had to drink the wine to get into the right mood”
“Wine gives me the devil of a hangover” I muttered.
“Oh god yes, what did she look like?”
The twins howled with laughter at the image Maude had conjured up.
“Me too mum” added my daughter,” that’s why I stayed off it by helping with the youngsters all evening, although I did manage to get a couple of very large vodkas in the kitchen”.
I drained my glass of the gin and tonic, holding the tumbler out for another generous refill. Maureen obliged. As she was reaching for the bottle, the top of her homemade toga drooped down to reveal her firm perky breasts. If I was getting an eyeful of her youthful well-rounded bust, I knew her brother was too. I gave a slight gesture by grabbing the top of my toga and pulling it together, which my daughter either didn’t notice or chose to ignore as she settled back in the armchair, the toga now again covering her braless breasts.
“Well I am off to bed,” Paul said, draining the can of lager as he stood up and stretched, “it’s been an exhausting evening”
“Yep, good idea,” Maureen added, emptying her glass,” you going to be alright down here mum?”
I nodded, took a sip of the gin and tonic “soon as I finish this” I held the tumbler out to show I had about half a glass left to drink” it covers the taste of the wine”.
The twins said goodnight and left me alone in the living room, as they went I could still hear them talking about their aunty Maude’s toga.
It must have been about a quarter of an hour later when I made my way upstairs to my bedroom, I had to pass by both the twins’ rooms. Maureen’s was dark and silent, but a light shone from beneath my son’s door, hearing background music, turned down very low, I assumed he was still awake. I pushed the bedroom door open slightly, just enough to pop my head around to wish him sweet dreams.
The door opened silently, slightly more than I had intended it to, and I was stopped in my tracks, sure the drink was making me see things that weren’t there, the door open enough to see what was happening through the gap as I looked into my son’s bedroom.
Paul lay on the bed his toga unwrapped from his athletic body, his proud erection very evident as my daughter danced seductively in front of him to the music, cupping her young breasts in her hands and kissing each nipple seductively as she gyrated her slender hips, thrusting her shaven pussy in his direction to the time of the composition playing on the radio.
I watched through drink hazed eyes, Maureen whirled around in front of her twin brother, at one time spreading her pussy lips showing the moist pinkness of her inner sex as Paul watched with fascination, his firm, stiff cock encircled by his curled fingers as he slowly stroked himself, beads of pre-cum reflected off the red bulbous head.
Maureen danced with gay abandon, laughing as she twisted and twirled, her long auburn hair that normally cascaded over her shoulders whirled about her china doll features. A broad smile played across her lips. As the music faded she stopped dancing with her back towards Paul, slowly she began running her hands down her long slender legs until she was touching her toes showing him her hairless pussy, spreading her arse cheeks to reveal her tight little butt hole.
I got a profile view of her, her long hair hung down hiding her smile but not long enough to cover the firmness of her young breasts; her nipples were erect, standing out rigidly, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her pert little tits, and thought, I wonder what they would make of mine? as I cupped one of my floppy tits in my hand.
As the music started up again she gestured towards Paul with a beckoning finger. Paul got off the bed and made his way to his sister his toga falling to the floor as they fell into each other’s outstretched arms, his erection standing proudly out in front of him. They embraced, each gently caressing the body of the other as they smooched around the bedroom floor, kissing passionately as they snuggled up to each other, Pauls erection pressing hard against the bare flesh of his sisters stomach. Maureen pulled away slightly, reached down and with slender long fingers encompassed his hard manhood and began gently caressing him as their tongues snake danced between their lips.
I stood there incensed (maybe not the right word to use at that precise moment), wanting to storm into the room and demand to know what they thought they were doing, they were brother and sister, no, more than that, they were twins, my twins, but I was captivated by the sight, as if a magical spell held me there to witness my c***dren enjoying the pleasures of each other’s bodies.
My eyes were glued on Paul, forcing his sister to relinquish her hold as he began to gradually make his way down her body, kissing her nipples tenderly, as his fingers trailed down her spine she arched her back, seemingly forcing her nipple into his warm salivating mouth, until his hands cupped the cheeks of her bare backside pulling her towards him so yet again she could feel the hardness of the prominent muscle that hung between his powerful legs.
He fell silently onto his knees, his hands now running down the back of her lengthy trim limbs which she opened slightly as she cupped his head in her hands and pulled him into her crouch, grinding herself against his eager mouth, he began teasing her with his tongue, Maureen held the back of his head pulling it into her as she thrust her hips forward urging his tongue to delve ever deeper. He pulled back marginally and trailed his fingers up the inside of her thighs spreading her lips, exposing the moist pinkness within before slipping a finger, then two, into her as she whimpered with delight.
I stood there, silent as a church mouse, my body had become a total confusion of drink induced emotions, a feeling of disgust and revulsion boiled just below the surface, yet the sight of seeing my daughter spread-legged as my son drank with enthusiasm from her held me spellbound with a mesmerising fascination.
Instead of rushing in and demanding to know what the bloody hell was going on, I opened the sheet that I was using as a toga, slipped a hand into my own panties, running through the mass of course pubic hair as my fingers made their way towards my aching pussy, slipping a finger between my lips I began frigging my own oozing wet slit, as I watched Paul performing oral sex on his sister, greedily lapping at her with gusto, making her whimper, sobbing with pleasure and desire, the look on her face spoke volumes, she was craving her brothers thick cock.
Reaching up he began playing with her firm young tits, tweaking and squeezing her nipples between his fingers and thumb as his tongue teased and prodded her hairless pussy, she cooed with delight with an expression of absolute pleasure on her sweet angelic face, holding him against her, silently imploring him to not stop, but to keep licking and teasing her as her body began to shake nearing orgasm.
I Spread my legs so I could slide a finger into myself as I witnessed the scene being played out in front of me by the twins, my panties soaking wet with my own pussy fluids as I plunged first one then two fingers into myself, my thumb working frantically on my hard clit as I watched my daughter’s body shuddering to Pauls manipulative tongue, I thrust deeper and firmer into myself, my knees beginning to buckle as I let out a little moan of pleasure, a tingling sensation ran through my body as I reached climaxed and leant against the door jamb to stop me crumbling to the ground.
If they heard me they showed no sign of it as Maureen manoeuvred herself towards the bed, Paul following on his knees, like a puppy dog with its favourite toy that it was reluctant to give up, refusing to withdraw from the onslaught he was giving her clean-shaven pussy, even as Maureen fell backwards onto the bed Paul was still nestling his mouth between his sisters shapely legs.
I watched as he stood up to his full height of six foot, bent over his sister, and kissed her on the lips so she could taste the sweetness of her own fluids.
My eyes had fallen onto his hard cock; the red bulbous head glistened with his pre-cum, the ache between my chubby legs becoming unbearable again as he started to stroke himself in front of her, tiny goblets of his young sperm appeared as my daughter licked her lips in anticipation, curling her hand around him she fed him into her waiting mouth, first just the head, then releasing her fingers one by one as she deep throated him taking more and more of him into that wet warm cavern until she had him in up to his hairy balls, she cupped both his tentacles in her hands as if weighing them before gently squeezing, Paul stiffened slightly as his penis must have started to throb, she sucked harder, her head bobbing up and down like a chicken pecking at corn on the farmyard floor, her eyes closed as he fucked her mouth which encompassed his thick member, she waited for the explosion of his hot warm sperm to hit the back of her throat.
As he withdrew Maureen opened her mouth, it was full of his seed. She swallowed it in a single gulp, licking her lips with relish as the last drops trickled down her throat.
They lay side by side on the bed, Maureen stroking his now semi hard cock with the delicacy of a master craftsman as Paul rubbed tenderly between her spread legs.
“You’ll be hard again soon” she giggled, looking into his deep blue eyes, “ then you can have me on all fours and fuck me like a dirty cock loving dog”
“You are a dirty cock loving dog” Paul sniggered.
“Yep, just the way you like me b*o”, she glanced down at the now hardening muscle that she had been so delicately manipulating “ you still hold aspirations of fucking mum?”
I tensed, eaves droppers never hear good of themselves I thought as I held my breath for my son to reply.
“ hell yes, Jesus how I’d love to caress her naked body, taste her sweet cunt, bet she has hair like a unkempt garden around it, play with her big tits, teasing her nipples, would love to hear her begging for me to fuck her”
“ well you never know, I kissed dad the other night, I was wearing a low cut top so he could see my tits, fuck he got a right boner, I know he wants me but I’m holding out”
It was then my daughter looked in my direction, her eyes wide open, the shock on her face must have matched my own as I stood there, my toga wide open, legs parted, a hand inside my nylon panties that now must be transparent being drenched in my pussy liquids, as my son kept teasing his sister with his fingers
Instead of turning around in disgust I stepped into the room and closed the door behind me.
“Mums here” I heard my daughter say “looks like she is enjoying the show” her voice sounding rather shaky. “Lose the toga mum” Maureen whispered nervously.
I obeyed, only god knows why, maybe it was hearing my son wanted to fuck me, or that my daughter wanted her father, perhaps it was the alcohol consumption, I should have been shouting and screaming, telling them how wrong it was to be having any kind of sex as they were brother and sister, not only brother and sister but identical twin. But like them it was too late we had all been caught in the act.
I just stood there speechless, standing there in just a bra against which my prominent nipples were straining against the thin nylon material wanting to be released from their constraint, and my panties that were revealing the wet patch of pussy fluid that had got them so damp, and wishing I was as slim and petit as my daughter instead of being chubby and wobbly in places with tits that had long since began to droop south.
“Bra and panties too” Maureen said, the smile on her face broadening as I released my tits from the restriction of my bra, exposing one and then the other to their gaze, my nipples stood out like coat hooks, she whistled as she took in my oversized frame, I looked at Paul who was running his eyes over me.
Stepping out of my sopping wet knickers I stood there totally naked in front of my c***dren wondering what type of reaction I would get from Paul after he had taken in my chubby body , he gasped, as he admired my sagging bust that had looked so much better confined in my bra, lastly his eyes fell onto my hairy pussy.
“Beautiful mum, just beautiful” he smiled.
My eyes had fallen onto his hard cock, now fully restored to its pre blow job glory, the red bulbous head glistened, the ache between my chubby legs becoming unbearable as he started to stroke himself in front of me.
“I need the toilet, “Maureen said, as she disappeared out of the door, leaving me spellbound as I stared at my sons thick penis cupped in his hand as he teased a single droplet out of that so inviting, circumcised cock. His erection seemed bigger now as my eyes refused to look away from it. He never stopped looking me up and down as he toyed with the erection I was so eager to get hold of as I saw that single bead of sperm sitting on the blood engorged head of his cock, I just wanted to get on my knees and take it into my warm, salivating mouth.
“Well you have always said you would like to get into mums knickers, now’s your chance”, Maureen giggled.
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