A literotic sexstories: A Family Affair Chapter 1: A mother’s helping hand by OneKinkyKitty
Hey, before the story starts I wanna apologize for my lack of uploading, and also for how different this story is from the last one I posted. I haven’t really been writing lately, and I’m extremely critical of my own work, this is a first draft, and I might edit it in future, but I hope you enjoy it for the time being.
If you have any advice on improving, please leave a comment, and please don’t just tell me I’m disgusting for thinking up this kind of thing, you read the tags, just don’t read thestory if you don’t enjoy the subjects.
As for the rest of you, enjoy, you kinky readers you.Jayla locked her door, and flipped off the light, an excitement growing inside of her as she laid down in bed, and slipped off her pants, eager to relieve herself of the tension which had been growing throughout the day. Her hand slid under the waistband of her panties, and found the lips of her pussy, wet, warm, and waiting for her to begin, she smirked, biting her lip gently with anticipation, but then she hesitated.
In the past weeks masturbating had become less and less satisfying, she needed something different, something exciting.
With this realization, she began running through her options, it probably wouldn’t be too difficult to find someone to have sex with, she’d been lucky in recieving her mother’s looks, and knew she caught the eye of many passerbys on the street, but was that much better? If she just found some stranger to sleep with it would only have the same result in the end; she’d get bored of it in time.
Her second option was far more appealing, the very thought of it sent shivers up her spine, she pulled her pants back up, and got out of bed, her decision made; She’d seduce one of her siblings. Luckily for Jayla, she had a good number of options, her first thought was to Dominique, her eldest brother, he was very fit, very handsome, and based on what she’d heard his bedroom on several occasions, good in bed.
She dismissed this as a possibility though, if there was one thing she knew about Dom, it was he followed the rules of society. If she ever wanted to get with him, it would take time and planning, and she needed payback for her efforts immediately. With this her second option came to mind, Zachy, her twin brother.
He was physically small, even smaller in stature than Jayla herself, and it was easy to tell he was not only a total sub, but also extremely kinky, likely willing to do anything taboo. Plus, she could think of several easy ways to get herself and Zachy into a situation where sex was a possibility, it would likely be as easy as asking if he wanted to shower with her, but with this came the problem; he was easy game. So easy that thanks to lack of challenge, she’d quickly lose interest.
Jayla’s third option wasn’t much better though, her older sister, Tiffany. She’d likely be somewhere between Dom and Zachy in terms of challenge, she could probably come up with a plan in a few hours which would lead to some level of progress, but it would still take time. She considered giving up, she was out of siblings, and none of them seemed like they’d be a perfect fit for what she needed. Jayla sighed sadly, figuring she’d have to go unsatisfied for the night.
She walked out into the kitchen, and poured herself a glass of soda, her go-to comfort drink. Her distraught state caught the eye of her mother, Heather, who watched her sit down at the table. Heather walked over, and sat beside her, placing a hand in her lap, she spoke with a soft, caring tone, “What’s wrong sweetheart?” she asked, lifting Jayla’s chin so their eyes met.
Jayla tried to look away, unwilling to discuss her problem, “Nothing, mum, just some personal stuff.” She replied, hoping to have the subject dropped. Heather frowned, “Personal stuff? Honey you know you can talk to me about anything, right?” She waited a moment, then continued in a lower tone when she received no reply, “Is it about girl stuff?” she asked, causing Jayla to look away even more. “I mean…
Kinda.” Jayla replied, “It’s not really something someone’s supposed to discuss with their parents.” She explained, considering leaving the table, stopped only by the want to finish her drink.
“Oh shush about that, I was your age too you know, I probably went through the same thing, I’m sure whatever it is you’re embarrassed about I can help with it, but first you have to open up, you have to let me help you.” Jayla looked back up at her mother, she bit her inner lip, and took a deep breath in before she spoke again, “Okay, fine..” she paused, needing a gulp of soda to convince her unwilling mouth to continue, “It’s just.. When I’ve been uh..
Touching myself lately,” She was cut off by Heather, “Masturbating, is that what you mean?” “Yeah, uh.. Masturbating, it just.. It hasn’t been as good as it used to be, you know? And I just..
I don’t know how to..” she paused a second to think, “Spice it up? I guess?” Heather nodded as she listened, “Well, I was right, I’ve been through that, it’s very normal actually,” she stopped as Dominique entered the room, she glanced at him, then back to Jayla, “Would you be more comfortable talking about this somewhere more private?” Jayla nodded in reply, and finished her drink.
They decided Jayla’s room would be best, Heather sat beside Jayla on her bed, and finally continued. “It’s very normal to get burnt out of the same thing, but sometimes it’s as simple as not having the proper technique, if you’re interested, maybe I could give you some pointers?” Heather offered, shocking Jayla into a stunned silence.
What did she mean give her some pointers? Was she offering to teach her how to masturbate? Her racing thoughts were cut short by Heather giggling, “Awe, you’re blushing, are you embarrassed to get help from your mother?” Jayla shook her head, “N-No, I just.. Wasn’t expecting you to say that. I…
I think I could use some help, thank you.” Heather smiled, “Of course sweetie,” she said, the hand which had been resting on Jayla’s lap moved, rubbing her leg comfortingly, partially for Jayla’s sake, partially for her own, Heather could feel her heart racing faster, but showed no sign of being nervous on the outside, for years she’d been hoping for some situation like this to unfold, during her childhood she’d been too forward with her incestous urges, placing strain on her relationships with her family, so she’d sworn only to take another risk like that when she was the one being approached.
Sure, she’d cheated somewhat, but she wasn’t stopping now. She cooled her nerves, and broke the tense silence which had overtaken the room. “Alright, don’t be nervous, and if you get uncomfortable, just let me know and we can stop.” she began, “I don’t know about you, but I prefer masturbating entirely naked, it just making accessing everything easier. Is it alright if I take my clothes off?” Jayla could only nod, her cheeks advertising just how nervous she was.
Her anxiety was matched only by anticipation, this was exactly what she needed, what she’d hoped for, even if it was with someone unexpected, she couldn’t help but feel tremendous excitement, which only grew as her mother stood, and began removing her clothes, starting with her blouse, which was quickly met on the floor by her skirt, she thought she saw some hesitation as Heather reached to unhook her bra, but a moment later it was also off, Jayla’s eyes widened.
The one aspect Jayla had not inherited in the slightest was Heather’s chest, while Jayla was stuck with smaller, perky breasts, Heather was blessed with some of the largest she’d ever seen, and they only seemed bigger when unrestrained by her clothing, Jayla could feel her nethers flooding with warmth as she stared, unable to look away.
Heather smirked, she’d seen Jayla eyeing her chest up several times, but had always worried it was purely of jealousy, and never of lust, but Jayla’s reaction killed all her previous fears, replacing them with a sureness which allowed her to slip her panties down with no hesitation, finally leaving herself fully exposed.
Heather sat back on Jayla’s bed, and gestured to her, “Well? You’ll have to be naked too you know.” Jayla could barely break her gaze to stand, she fumbled with the hem of her shirt, and twice over with unhooking her bra, then she quickly removed her pants, and panties in one movement.
Heather smiled, and patted the bed, “Good, now you’ll have to get comfortable, it’s much easier to get off in a comfortable position,” she spoke as she laid back, relaxing herself as her hands took their positions, “You can watch all you need, and join in whenever you’re ready.” She said, and with that, her fingers could hold back no longer, and let out a soft whimper as the first one entered her soaking pussy, meanwhile her other hand massaged her breast, following her preferred technique, one she’d developed over years of trial.
Jayla could only watch at first, but her hand quickly moved on it’s own, her pussy practically begged to be touched, and she wasn’t putting off it’s request any longer, she followed her mother’s technique, beginning slow, edging herself in, before slowly growing faster, she also touched her breast, there was far less to massage in her case than her mother’s, but she still enjoyed the sensation.
After a few minutes Heather stopped her movements, planting a seed of worry in Jayla’s chest, which dissolved as Heather slowly moved closer, “Here, I’ll help you.” she whispered.
Her hand gently nudged Jayla’s out of the way, and took over it’s role, Jayla moaned as she began, her fingers moved confidently, and gave her pleasure she hadn’t felt before, Heather smirked as she heard Jayla’s approval, she sped up her work, leaning in even closer, “Do you like that?” she asked, getting a desperate nod in reply, she giggled, “I thought so,” Jayla couldn’t resist any longer, she reached up, pulling Heather’s head lower, until their lips met.
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