I met Peter and Petra who are twin brother and sister six years ago when they moved into the estate where I live with my parents. We met at the estate basket ball court. They were very good players and I was a 400 level Business Administration student of one of the first generation universities in Nigeria and I played basketball professionally as well. Their family moved back to Nigeria after living in the US from birth.
We became very good friends from playing basketball after school and during the holidays. Then one day, Peter invited me to their house and that was when I met their mother. Their father is an American and living in the US. Their mum is stunning. She was a beauty to behold. Her pretty youthful look shaded the fact that she gave birth to these two adults; Peter and Petra. She was also very kind and very sweet to her children and I; being their friends.
I spent lots of time in their house and they also spent time in mine. After graduation, I went for service in Imo State. I came back home after a year and found out that Peter and his sister had gone back to the states again. Their mother stayed back in Nigeria though. She travels from time to time. I went to greet her when I got back and she was really happy to see me.
She invited me inside and offered me champagne. I have only had a glass of champaign in my life. She offered me a whole bottle. And then, we had whiskey. She was just a fun vibrant woman. She said she wanted to celebrate my successful completion of NYSC. We listened to light romantic songs from her woofer as we drank and I enjoyed her company. Before I knew it, she began to kiss me. Though I was a bit shocked, I was overwhelmed with excitement that such a stunning woman wanted to kiss me. I responded by kissing the hell out of her. The kisses extended down to her cleavage, her belly button and her pussy. She was; by now; whispering sweet nonsense. By the time I made to do some soft work on her clitoris; using both my tongue and fingers, she changed gears from whispering to screaming. In short, we had mad fun; having sex in different styles and locations around the house that night. This continued every day. She became my secret lover. I would go to her house soon as most people in the estate had gone to work and have sex with her for hours.
She helped me get a job and our affair continued unabated for the next several months. Obviously, she was madly in love with me. But, for me, I was only catching my cruise.
Just around the Yuletide, she told me her daughter was coming for Christmas and so we have to stop our relationship for a while until she had returned in January. I agreed. Surprisingly, when Petra arrived, she came to see me at home.. True, her brother and I were close friends not the same with Petra. She invited me over other place, but I declined. I gave several excuses.So, instead, she started coming to our house almost every evening, My parents liked her, perhaps because she is well-mannered.
On one of Petra’s visits to our house, she told me that she liked me a d wanted us to be dating. I was shocked. Meanwhile, her mother was already sending me messages to discourage Petra from coming to see me but what do I tell this girl to make her stop? I lied to Petra that I already had a girlfriend and she asked me to show her the picture of my girlfriend on social media. I lied that she was not on social media. Petra was persistent like her mother. She wanted me to give her a chance and she started to do everything to get me to like her.
On December 26, Boxing Day. Petra lied that she was going to a party and needed me to accompany her there. My instinct told me she was up to something but somehow, I decided to oblige her, because I knew that very soon, she would go back to the States and I will be back with her mother whom I was catching my sexual cruise. We took a taxi to this party and as I suspected, there was no party. It was a five-star hotel. Petra paid for the best room and wanted me to sleep with her and just have fun. I knew I was crossing a serious line but this girl is twice as stunning as her mother. Without wasting time, she pushed me onto the soft bed. She unzipped her jacket, pulled off her blouse, and undid her bra. The sight of her fresh ripe breasts gave my penis an usual hard-on. She grabbed my dick which was already standing like an electric pole and began stroking it. The more she stroked it, the more I felt I was drowning in this pool of sexual encounter with this beautiful half-cast. I was weak. She didn’t stop there. She made to give me the sweetest blowjob I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. Before she eventually put my dick in her warm and juicy pussy, I managed to mumble some words of prayers to God to forgive me for having slept with mother and now, about to sleep with her daughter. I was not even sure whether I finished mumbling the words of prayers before Petra began riding me to ‘Cloud Nine’. I jettisoned my prayers when I realized that sex with Petra was even sweeter than I imagined. We had different styles all through the night. We slept off thereafter.
In the morning, it was the text message on my phone from Petra’s mother that woke me up, professing her love for me. I replied her message too, also swearing to my love for her. By now, Petra was just waking up. I planted a kiss on her lips and she expressed her love for me. I also told her I love her too. In my mind, I was wondering what to do now that both mother and daughter loves me. Because the reality is I don’t even love either of them, but I really enjoy the sweet sex I am getting from them. The good thing is; for now, the mother does not know of her daughter’s sexual escapades with me; and I have also begged Petra not to reveal our relationship to anyone; not even her mother or brother; for now, and she has agreed.
Till she went back to the States on January 7th, Petra and I made sweet love, secretly, every day. By the time she was about going back, she promised to be back by April, around the Easter celebration period. She said she would then declare to her mum about our relationship. She said by that time, we would both move over to the United States. I grinned from right to left as she said all these, but like I mentioned earlier, all these didn’t matter to me. What matters to me was that I was enjoying my sexual cruise with both mother and daughter, and I don’t want to forfeit either of these cruises. But, for my own family members who have already noticed some suspicious moves between Petra and I, all they are seeing for me now is the American Green Card. But I don’t care!