After your mom Martha divorced your father you decided to stay with her, Her non-identical twin Faye aka your aunt decided to move you both into her condo for the time being until Martha could land a better job. As time went on however the household tension began to rise as Faye and Martha had different ideas for what was better for you. And you knew sooner rather than later you would need to pick a side. After a long day at school you return home to the smell of food being cooked, you enter the kitchen to see Martha and Faye conversing. "Hello darling, how was school? Learn anything nice?" Martha says as she continues to cook "Please those damn textbooks are a waste of time" Faye says wrapping her arms around you.

Faye's expression turns into that of a pout as you pull away. "Well I guess he'll just have to find some other way to enjoy himself..." she says, clearly not happy about losing your attention for even a moment. "Now dear," Martha continues, looking worriedly at Faye, "let's not argue in front of the boy, shall we? Why don't you two go and watch TV or something?"

As you look back and forth between them, it's hard to know which one to side with. They both seem so sure they're right...

"Of course, dear," Martha says with a gentle smile. "That sounds like fun." A warmth spreads across her features as she thinks of the two of you spending quality time together. "We'll have to make sure to plan something special for then."

Faye huffs, unimpressed by Martha's response. "Oh honey, we're going to do so much more than just go to the beach," she says with a dismissive wave of her hand. "I've got connections in Hollywood; maybe I can set you up with an audition or something." She grins seductively at you. "Can you imagine being famous, darling? Everyone wanting to be near you... wanting a piece of you?"

"Well you never know, dear," Faye says with a laugh as she lays out a towel on the sand for you. "You've got quite the figure already, who knows what might happen when you grow up?" Martha smiles fondly at her sister, reaching over to tousle your hair playfully. "I just hope we can keep an eye on him."

Together they spread out their things, enjoying the warm sun and crashing waves as the three of you spend a relaxing day together at the beach.

Faye chuckles as she looks at her sister's frown. "Oh, don't worry so much," she says, patting Martha on the shoulder. "We can always share." Then she winks at you before laying out next to you on the small towel. "There's plenty of room for all of us, isn't that right, sweetheart?"

As they approach you, their bodies swaying seductively in the warm breeze, it's impossible not to notice how little fabric separates your eyes from their most intimate parts. Faye teasingly bites her lip as she looks down at you, making sure you take in every inch of her voluptuous figure before finally sitting down on the towel next to you. "Is there anything else we can do for you, sweetheart?" she asks with a smirk, adjusting herself so that one of her ample breasts brushes against your arm.

Martha, for her part, settles down next to Faye, and though her attire is equally revealing, there's something more maternal about the way she carries herself; a subtle innocence that only serves to make you want her all the more. She glances shyly at your crotch as she lays down, not hiding the fact that she knows exactly what effect her body has on you. "We're here for you, dear," she whispers, running a fingers through your hair gently. "You can tell us anything."

The tension between them is palpable, but so too is their desire to take care of you - in whatever form that may take.

"Oh honey, it's practically balmy today!" Faye exclaims, propping herself up on one elbow to look at you with a wink. "And besides, there are so many better things we could be doing...like showing our nephew how much fun the beach can really be."

Martha blushes slightly as she glances your way before looking back down at her chest, taking one of her breasts into her hand and beginning to gently knead it through the fabric of her bikini top. "I just want you to feel loved...and happy," she whispers, tracing small circles around her nipple with her finger. "You know that, don't you?"

Their words and actions send a shiver down your spine as your breath hitches in your throat; your growing erection pressing against Faye's hip and Martha's thigh. You can tell they want this just as much as you do...but who should you choose?

Faye lets out a delighted squeak as you grip her ass roughly, her body arching instinctively into your touch. "Oh my, that's it!" she pants, pushing herself closer against you. Martha gasps at the contact between your erection and her thigh before leaning forward, capturing one of Faye's nipples in her mouth while running a hand through your hair.

The two women groan and moan as they grind their hips against you, their skin growing hot beneath your fingers; the sweat between them tangible proof of their desire for you. "You're such a dirty boy...I always knew you'd be the one to put us both over the edge," Faye whispers hotly before reaching down and undoing her bikini bottom, throwing it aside.

Martha follows suit moments later, pushing your pants and boxers down around your hips so that your throbbing erection is finally free. "Let mommy take care of you," she purrs, taking you into her mouth as Faye begins to stroke your length expertly with one hand while using the other to pinch and tease her nipple.

Their ministrations are skilled and eager, their bodies moving in perfect harmony as they bring you closer and closer to release. Who will claim victory? The incestuous fl