(Sorry for the delay. Lost my steam for a bit. I thought it'd be nice to take a little break from the lovey-dovey mom thing, and do something a little more playful. Still having a little writer's block with the other story, though...)
Mitch stared down at his feet as he slowly ambled down the hall towards his bedroom. He didn't know what to think. What to feel... His mother had clearly made another command on her BlueBerry, but as of yet he had no idea what it was. And she managed to keep him constantly thinking about sex, so that it was difficult for him to think about anything else! Even now, images of his mother's body, and his sister's body too, danced and undulated in his mind, interrupted only briefly when he noticed, watching his dick pointing straight out in front of him, that he was still fucking hard.
And it was because of that fact, the fact that he was having so much trouble not thinking about sex, that he couldn't help himself from stopping dead in his tracks as he walked past Rae's open bedroom door. He had spotted her out of the corner of his eye. More specifically, he had spotted lots and lots of bare skin out of the corner of his eye. Rae was at the other end of her room, with her back to him. Still completely naked. The bare cheeks of her tight, bouncing ass beckoned for his attention as she posed in front of her full-length mirror, holding up skimpy articles of clothing in front of her. From this angle she couldn't see Mitch, but Mitch could clearly see the sides of her delicious-looking boobs, wobbling as she turned and spun to get a better view of how she'd look in whatever she was thinking of wearing.
And then she turned completely around to pick something off of her bed, and spotted Mitch standing in the doorway. She smiled brightly. "Hey, bro! She gave you a breather, huh?"
"Erm... Yeah, I guess." He wasn't really paying attention, much more interest in the orbs of firm, succulent flesh jutting from his sister's chest.
"Well, have a seat. You can help me pick something out!" She patted her bed, and winked at him.
Mitch did as he was told without hesitation. Strangely, the thought of being embarrassed about his nakedness didn't even cross his mind. This may have been because he was becoming acclimated to the no-taboos environment he'd inadvertantly created, or simply because he'd already fucked both women in his family and no longer had any reason to keep his modesty. Either way, when his equally-naked and hotter-than-hot sister requested his continued presence in her bedroom, hiding his boner was far from a pressing issue. That's not to say his heart wasn't racing, though. And he suddenly felt... odd. Not physically different, but something felt off. Like a fluttering in his stomach that radiated throughout his entire circulatory system. Maybe I'm just hungry, he mused. Or maybe it's nerves. After clambering onto her bed, he mumbled a simple question: "What for?"
Rae chuckled, and proceeded to slip into a micro-skirt and a tube top. "The girls and I are going out later. Just want to look my best!"
The next several mintues were spent with Rae modeling various outfits, and Mitch declaring truthfully that he liked every single one of them. Of course, Rae anticipated that he would, and expertly gauged his trueopinion based on how far his eyes popped out, or how low his jaw hung, or by the noises he made. She knew she found a winner when his fingers drifted towards his cock and lightly wrapped themselves around his shaft. Rae grinned wickedly, slipped out of the outfit she was currently wearing, and slid into bed. Naked once more, she curled her nubile body around Mitch's, and wrapped her arms around him from behind. She took his hand in hers, and gently guided it in an up-and-down motion along his own dick.
"M-mom knows about what we did. She heard us," he blurted.
"So?" she replied calmly. She continued guiding him for a moment, and then slid her hand down to massage his thigh. Mitch continued to slowly pump his member of his own volition, lost in the feeling of her body wrapping around him from behind. Rae sighed cotentedly, and eased back against the wall, pulling her diminutive older along. She nestled him in her lap, curled her long, toned legs over his, and allowed her tits to settle over his shoulders and neck. "I mean it was a rush doing it in her room, with her right on the other side of the door, but she can't keep me from loving my own brother, right? You don't have a problem with this, do you?"
"Oh god no!" he whispered harshly without thinking, as Rae proceeded to nuzzle his balls with a long, delicate finger, and stroke his chest with her other hand. A shiver ran down Mitch's spine as he began to understand more ways in which Rae was different than their mother. His mother exuded untold amounts of perverted love with her body and words - it was her sole driving force. For Rae, it was all about... playing. It was about the physical pleasure. Her words were more playful in tone, and her actions were driven purely by lust, with the sibling affection being more ancillary. Rae wanted sex. Not that this was bad, of course. With every minute that Mitch spent with her, she became hotter in his eyes.
"Was she mad?"
"She didn't seem to be..." he grunted, picking up the pace slightly.
"Jealous?"
"I don't know, I couldn't tell..." Rae's hand had left his chest, and as she began to fondle her own breast, Mitch felt it press more firmly into his shoulder. Strangely, Mitch was enjoying the conversation. The entire day had been nothing but sex or, at the very least, sexual tension. But even though he and Rae were now in the midst of doing something sexual, and even though the conversation itself was in reference to a sexual act, the tone with which Rae spoke was not! In a weird way, Mitch was met with the notion that this was simply a normal conversation between brother and sister, and he saw it as a welcomed change to having his senses completely addled by lust! "I think she was more worried that you were hurting me," he continued with a little more enthusiasm.
Rae paused, and after a few seconds of silence she mumbled a simple "huh". Mitch was briefly disorented as Rae suddenly lifted him into the air, effectively interrupting his masturbation, and plopped him back down on top of her after she stretched out on her bed. He was now lying across his sister's torso, his dick rubbing along the surface of her stomach as his legs extended behind him, his feet barely reaching the middle of her thighs. The whole side of his face rested on top of one of her big, frim breasts, her stiff nipple poking him in the cheek. Bracing against the mattress on either side of Rae's torso, Mitch pushed himself up and looked over his new situation. Rae's eyes twinkled as she beheld the expression of bewilderment on her brother's face, and she wrapped her arms around him to keep him in place. She petted the back of his head affectionately, as their eyes met. "She thinks I'm too rough with you? Can't imagine why..." She suppressed a laugh.
Mitch shook his head and couldn't help but grin himself. "Yeah, it's a mystery." Giving in, he let himself rest on top of her again, feeling her abundant flesh between his fingers.
Rae moaned appreciatively in response to the stimulation. "I guess maybe I get carried away sometimes..." She then rested her head back into her pillow, and stared up at the ceiling. "Was I too rough?"
"No..." he answered honestly, and then proceeded to scoot forward a bit. He straddled her stomach with his legs, giving himself enough leverage that he could sit up a bit more. He played with his sister's breasts with a little more interest, actively fondling them and exploring their physical properties.
"I still think she's jealous. Sometimes I get the feeling that she's afraid you're gonna leave her one day." She scoffed a little. "Like that's even possible."
What's that supposed to mean? Mitch half-wondered. He was much more interested in Rae's magnificent young breasts to actually voice his confusion, though. Even when his stomach growled - certainly loud enough for Rae to hear - he put it in the back of his mind and focused on the task at hand. Almost on instinct, he bent forward more and wrapped his lips around one of Rae's nipples, and teased it with his tongue.
"I rest my case," she said with a big grin. Licking her lips, she wrapped her long fingers around her brother's little butt, and pulled him forward. This forced him to pull his mouth away, but he didn't complain when his dick slid right in between the welcoming mountains of girl-flesh. "What Mom just has to learn to understand, like I said before..." She took Mitch's hands in her own, and slapped them against the sides of her tits. She used Mitch's hands to push them together, swallowing his entire cock in her flesh. "...is that you're my brother, and I love you, and if I want to spend time with you I shouldn't have to worry about my own mother finding out. Right, Mitch?"
"R-right..." he saighed as he felt Rae's warm, inviting flesh encompass his needy organ.
"You like having fun with me, too, don't you?" Rae removed her hands from Mitch's, who continued to press her boobs together in the absence of her guidance. Her fingers trailed down her figure, between her legs to where her own loins were begging for attention.
"Of course I do," Mitch answered automatically, though truthfully. He scooted forward a little more, so that his sister's abundant flesh nestled against his pelvis. He worked her flesh with his hands, massaging her boobs around his aching cock, and began a light bucking motion with his hips.
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In the hallway, Moira leaned against the wall next to her daughter's open bedroom daughter, silent and passive as she listened intently to her children's conversation about her.
She's right, she thought to herself, I am jealous. Indeed, as she listened to the sounds coming from just a few feet away the pangs of heartache struck her. She wanted her baby boy in her own arms, obsessing over her, yet there he was, giving all his attention to Rae instead of his mother. But was it wrong to be jealous? She'd only just begun to realize how much she missed Mitch when he was off at college, and now the prospect of having him all to herself, all day long... The BlueBerry gave the power to make that a reality. To give her anything she wanted. It would be so easy to just fix things so that she could keep Mitch all to herself...
But Rae had a point, Moira understood. They were all family. Who was she to keep them apart? Certianly she did worry about little Mitch's safety, though... But at least Rae was willing to admit that she could be a little gentler. Would it really be fair to take her brother away from her? Would it be fair to Mitch? Moira could no longer be in denial about the relationship her children shared. She'd heard it from Mitch's own lips-- he enjoyed spending time with Rae just as much as Rae did. Of course, she could change that too... But would this be right? Perhaps there was something else she could do, to make the situation agreeable for everyone...
Whatever she was going to do, though, she had to do it soon. It was almost time for dinner. Not that it was ready, but Moira could very easily conjure one up using her phone. The problem was that Mitch would certainly be very hungry soon... She could feel the pressure building in her bosom just from the anticipation of having him cradled in her arms... suckling her milk...
Sun Jun 19 02:48:50 2011