Wendy finds the Wrong Room - Sex Stories

Wendy finds the Wrong Room

When I was 18, my 23 year old s*ster Wendy and Bruce (her husband), came back home for a week. He was getting discharged from the service and the apartment they rented wasn’t ready yet. Thankfully, Wendy had matured as a married woman and she and mom got along better than I could remember. I got to know my b*****r-in-law better too. We were about the same height and build. He was a bit stockier as he was in construction in the military. He landed a job with a good company back here so he felt comfortable taking an early leave as the military was downsizing. Their staying with us did have the negative effect on mom and my sex life. I had to move back into my room while they stayed with us and it meant no fooling around with mom. I was used to Mom giving me a blow-job or us fucking every morning and then fun before bed. Now with Wendy and Bruce in house, I was alone in my bedroom every night having to jerk off to keep my balls from exploding. At least, I could stroke my cock and come to the sounds of them having sex every night. Seems Wendy was as loud as mom when having sex and it appeared Bruce was a pretty good fuck. Thankfully the week seemed to pass quickly and it was Friday before I knew it; they were leaving in the morning on Saturday to get started unpacking at their new place. They decided to go out with friends. I figured it would give mom and me plenty of time to fuck but she wouldn’t hear of it. While she agreed they would be gone long enough, she didn’t want to ...

... chance it. She said she would make it up to me tomorrow. She said she was tired and was going to take a sl**ping pill. I watched a movie and then headed to bed early too. I actually decided not to jack off that night and make sure I had plenty for mom the next night. I woke up in the middle of the night to Wendy and Bruce coming home. I glanced at the clock, it was 2:30 am; they were being anything but quiet and both sounded pretty wasted. It was a good thing mom took the sl**ping pill. World War III could be going off and she wouldn’t wake up. I could hear Wendy complaining at Bruce that he drank too much and she wanted to get fucked. He barked back that it was 1 damn night and she could fucking wait until tomorrow. Bruce must have passed out because I heard him snoring within a minute. I put some earplugs in and fell back to sl**p. I was having a great dream. Mom was giving me one of the best blow jobs ever. Guess my brain was stuck on finally getting back to fucking once our guests left. I started waking up though. As I opened my eyes it was still dark. The only light was coming from the glare of the digital numbers of my clock. I began to realize I was not alone in my bed and there was a real mouth on my hard cock. My first thought was mom had woken up and decided she wanted to play. “I thought you were going to wait for tomorrow?” Her mouth popped off my cock, “I told you I wanted to be fucked tonight Bruce.” OH SHIT! That was not my mom’s voice; that was Wendy’s! “I knew I ...