Still yammering instead of preparing for sex with a lovely woman, I asked, "Do you sew?" My sister does," she replied as she slipped out of her dress,..."this is her house. My son and I live here with her." Is she divorced too?" I tactlessly asked.Nancy looked at me with a hint of annoyance. "I thought we were here to make love," she said.She stepped out of her dress and took her bra off. Standing there in only panties and pantyhose, she put her hands on my chest and pushed me backward and down. “What?” I asked, suddenly unable to breathe.Nathan smiled weakly. His eyes were unreadable. I couldn't tell if he was disgusted, hurt, or confused. Probably a mixture of all three. It's not every day you find out that one of your parents wants to boink you, after all. He handed me the journal and stalked silently from my bedroom, shutting the door behind him. I lay back on my bed and read the journal myself, page after page, startled by the revelations told in them.Our mom had wanted to fuck. Entering her room and locking all three locks behind her Rachel felt as if all of the problems she had felt outside had been left outside. Tossing her phone onto her bed, she began to undress, wet clothing never feeling better than when being peeled off her skin. After stripping down completely she entered her bathroom and turned on a hot shower. Taking a moment to let the water heat up she glanced in the mirror.Glancing back at her was someone she had finally started to come around to liking.. I asked if Jazmine was there, although I knew she was out with some of her girlfriends for the night. When Nicole said no, I asked if I could come in and wait for Jazmine to return. I knew I shouldn't be there, but I was so horny.Nicole was wearing a nightshirt. As she laid back down on the couch, her nightshirt came up just enough that I could see she wasn't wearing any panties. We talked and chatted for a while. As we talked, she started to relax more and more. From where I was sitting,.