All Chapters of A Whisper of Endless Desires: Chapter 1721 - Chapter 1730

"I promise, I won't do anything to hurt Paul, ever," she said a little too seriously. "I want him around for the long haul, and I won't forget that."Mom nodded and gave us a loving look. "Good," she said.As soon as we heard her driving away, I turned to Patricia. "I need to tell you something," I said. Then I thought for a moment. "Actually, I need to tell you everything."* * *She had tears in her eyes after I shared the dream with her. "Do you agree?" I asked softly. "Do you want to share the rest of our lives with my mother?""Oh, Paul, she's our mother now." Patricia swallowed heavily, fighting back tears. "I can't imagine our life without her in it.""Okay," I said. "Now I need you to help me out of the bed.""Oh, you need to go to the bathroom?" she asked as she helped me slide out from beneath the covers. She looked a little alarmed when I sank to the floor."No," I said, smiling at her. "I just always wanted to be down on one knee when I did this.""Oh, Paul!" she sobbed. S

The five of us all chatted easily while we shared lunch. When we sat in the living room and watched television after, Mom walked Duane over to the loveseat. When he sat next to Joanne, Mom smiled down at him."You don't mind, do you?" she asked softly."Um?" he started. Then she slid into his lap. "Ah," he said. "No, I don't mind at all."When she started pressing her butt into his crotch, he leaned forward to murmur in her ear."I'm going to give you about half an hour to stop doing that.""And then what?" Mom retorted, turning her head to grin at him.He looked around at all of our grinning faces. Then he leaned forward and kissed my mother on the lips. "Then I'm going to ask if it's Joanne's turn," he answered with that same wicked grin.Mom left to pick up Jeannie from the airport after her half hour was up. We all wanted to go, but she insisted."That's just silly," she said. "We would barely fit in the minivan. You should stay and relax, and we'll be back in an hour."While she

As I looked down at my pulsing dick, I sighed unhappily. Now that I was older and "knew better," it was depressing to have such a big fat dick. The high school girls I dated wouldn't dream of sucking it for me. It was just too much for their little mouths to take. I couldn't imagine it would be any different for my sister. Knowing she loved having a dick in her mouth, I still couldn't picture her taking my oversized dick head between her lips.What I constantly fantasized about was sucking her tits before I jacked off and shot my cum all over them. In those fantasies, she always got off on it. Now I felt like that fantasy was shattered. My "innocent" older sister was sexually active, and she would no doubt be repulsed by my dick the way my last two girlfriends had been.That didn't stop me from jacking off and imagining her tits again, of course. It just wasn't as good.I never got another revealing look at my sister in that disheveled condition again. She came home from another four

Then, on Thursday night she tapped on my bedroom door just as I was getting ready to go to sleep. I was wearing boxers and a loose-fitting tank top when she pushed into my room and closed the door behind her. This was only the sixth or seventh time I had gotten to see her "dressed for bed" and I struggled not to stare at her breasts through that thin t-shirt. As a result, my eyes were locked onto hers."Hey," she said softly. "I was just thinking..." she looked at my face for a long moment and sighed softly. "Would you mind giving me a kiss before bed?""Sure," I said.I sat up in my bed, expecting to walk over and give her a kiss, but she crossed my room and slid into my lap. She kissed me right on the lips again, but now her breasts were pressed against my chest and her bare thighs were right on top of mine. I reflexively reached down and grabbed her hips. I was certain my dick would pop up in my lap and poke her, and my immediate response was to try to lift her off of me.When she

I turned and watched her go through her carry-on bag. I was smiling until she pulled out that tiny bikini. When I saw it I cocked my head and looked closely. It took a moment for me to realize that handful of tiny strips of cloth was a bathing suit. Then my eyes widened and I swallowed heavily. I quickly turned and stared out the window again so she wouldn't catch me staring wide-eyed like that.When she opened the bathroom door, Melanie gasped, "Oh, wow! Gary, you've got to see this!"The bathroom was huge. It had a large shower stall enclosed in clear glass, with six shower heads spaced around it. It looked like four people could fit in there comfortably. There was also an oversized bathtub just past the glass enclosure of the shower. Facing those was a long marble counter with two sinks, and then there was a toilet and a bidet at the far end."We've got our own hot tub," she breathed.I hadn't realized it was a hot tub until she said it. I was thinking it was a bathtub for two peop