I walked past you, grabbed your hand, and pulled you to the toilet. I dropped my shorts, and you held me as my pee started. You shook the last drops out you done this many times it’s more intimate than sex. I step into the shower and pull you in with me. We showered and cleaned up each other. I get out, and I hand you your toothbrush, and my hand finds your swollen pussy lips from behind you as I rub you in just the right way. You moan, dripping toothpaste as my finger slips into your wet pussy from behind. My fingers pinched your clit and rubbed you in circles till you shuddered and screamed you come.
You wash the toothpaste out of your mouth, hand me your makeup case as you drop to your knees, and your hot mouth gets hotter. The mint burns my hard cock for just a minute. But, then, you’re jacking me off just like the porn video we showed each other on what we want to do or have done to each other.
I warned you that I was close as you held both my hands. I came you stood up and kissed me. We tasted me in your hot mouth. I took some toothpaste in my mouth and pushed you down on the bench seat. My lips sucked your pussy in my mouth pussy was wet; you were dripping down your leg. The mint made you move your feet as your hands grabbed my hair, trying to drag me where you wanted. I held your hands in mine like you did me. You screamed and came for the second time for me.
You grabbed our sleeping bags and ground pads and made us a bed in the bathroom. If we did it in the bedroom, it would smell of sex for hours. The fan was pulling the steam out; you turned it off to stop the noise. Ginger stood over my hard cock. I pull the condom out of your makeup case; there were three there. I put it on. I had practiced four times doing it myself over the last week with some cheap ones. I add lube to it, and you grab my hard cock as you rub me in your clit. To our moans, you mount me and stop with a wince. I held you up as we kissed; I was in no hurry and waited till you told me to move. I teased your clit, and you rosebud to your whimpers of joy.
You say. “I’m so full, baby; you’re so big; you could help, you know.”
I pushed up just a bit, and you moaned, and your legs trembled, and you say. “Damn, OK, OK, be still, baby; you’re just too big.”
I love to say I was some titian in the manhood department, but I was just under seven inches and as big around as a corn dog at the state fair. You come your third time, and it makes you break out in a sweat, a thing of great beauty.
You say you twisting around sideways felt great as it slides in deeper. “Damn, all in; I move in a second, baby.”
And move, you did it was slow; you started slow, then every few twists, you pulled me out of you and let me back into your moans. I’ll let you have your pace. By the time we picked up speed, I had lost it and came inside you to my scream, but you did not come again, and I held the condom tight. I want to make sure our first time is excellent. As I start pounding you, it lifts you up on my cock. You came, and you lost the will to be awake. You fell on me as we tried to catch our breaths. We held each other till I started getting soft. I still had the condom on me as I slipped from your hotness to our moans.
I step into the shower and get a wet washcloth. I cleaned your ass and pussy off, picked you up, and we showered again, kissing without stopping. I look in the mirror as I go to shave, you left a giant hickey on my neck. Mom’s going to see this and go nuts.
Ginger says. “Leave, see a movie, and come back after Mom gets home and just say you went to your girl’s house, and her folks were gone. She put two and two together and never thought I did it.”
I say. “I can’t think like you but boy, what fun it is to love you with all my heart.”
You lean your head into mine as you softly say. “I been in love with you since you pulled my panties up; as you looked into my eyes, it pierced my heart. I never felt anything less; you were going to kill him. But, instead, you stopped just from my touch. You cleaned me up and held the police at bay until Mom arrived. You have not once peaked in on me or treated me as a sex object. Instead, you waited till I came to you. You do have my heart, my brother. Now how do we stay together on our terms?”
I say. “Well, you’re the smart one, but I think if we three were in bed together, there be nothing we could not do.”
I drove to the Mall with my new/used Jeep; more than thoughts crossed my mind; seeing my Sister come by my hand was a start to a great life. I went to see the movie Godzilla 2000. I texted you a smile and showed you the line for the film was halfway down the Mall on facetime. I grabbed a coffee as we talked.
We chatted like Brother and Sister till you say Mom got home early. I returned to the house without needing to see a movie when I would rather watch my Sister. I get home, and Mom’s mixing a pitcher of frozen daiquiris in the kitchen. Ginger nodded to my Mom and showed me a stick of butter. I thought for a second; oh yeah, Dad said that. ‘Go Butter your Mom up; maybe she won’t be so mad; tell her she looks nice.’
I had stopped at the perfume hut in the Mall and had them squirt me with something my Sister did not have. I walk by my Sister; she has her hand behind her back as I squeeze your hand walking by.
I see my Sister leave and say to her phone. “No, Jill, I’m just killing time till dinner; what’s going on.”
I walked up to Mom and held you, giving you a hug from behind; my hands held yours, I say. “I’m not going to repeat this, but you in that dress, tanned and glowing, will be hard going out with other girls. I saw you in the shower today.
I needed to borrow some lotion before you went to the club. I can’t say anything except I’m sorry it worked me up, and I just returned from my girl’s house. I kept seeing you, your smile, your eyes as we two were kissing. I’m sorry I wished it was us doing what I was doing.”
You spun around and started to say something; you saw my neck and touched it. You smelled my girl, and you held your hand over your mouth. I kissed your forehead; it tasted of booze and sweat.
I say. “You are much sexier when you’re sober; you should stay that way; without it, you might start loving again. I do love you, Bobbie, my Sister, too. But, beyond words, we only have each other if you need my arms Mom; they are yours.”
Mom looked flustered, and you ran to your room instead of talking. Ginger came out and kissed me; we held each other, watching for Mom. Ginger touched my lips and walked softly to the bedroom door. The house was built in the forties and has those big old keys for locking the doors. You looked in the keyhole and waved me over.
I look in the keyhole, and I see our Mother crying on the bed; your dress is unbuttoned, your shoes are still on, your panties are pulled to the side, and your sex toys are on the bed as a rabbit works your pussy. We go back to the kitchen and talk.
Ginger says. “Five minutes, go in, brush your teeth, dear, and go to her, talk gently to her, and take her shoe off. Rub her feet; if she moans, take her other shoe off. Suck her toes and tell her she will come, but she will know she’s loved; you will not feel alone from now on. Then kiss up her leg till you eat her. My guess is she wants you inside her, or you be dead. I’m hoping you inside her.”
I went to the door; as you stepped aside, letting me pass, you winked at me and grabbed my butt as I went by.
I walk in. Mom tried to cover up, I say. “Mom, I still need some lotion, holly heaven. If this is burning in hell, I’m in. That’s pretty slutty, Bobbie, for a Mom.”
I walked to the bed, you’re eyes half closed you pulled a pillow over your pussy. I stood near the bed and took my shirt off. I kneel on the floor, taking your shoe off and then your sock.
Your feet smell clean, but as I suck on your toe, I stroke your leg and the bottom of your pretty feet, I say. “Come for me, my love. You’ll never be alone again.”
You moaned, trying to take your foot away. I took off your other shoe as I say. “You so hot you are, and even though you’re making me hard, this is about you, not me. Come for me, my love.”
You moaned again. I start kissing your leg giving you hickeys. As I go, my fingers are stroking your legs from just below your pussy to your toes. My kisses get near your pussy. I take the rabbit from you as my lips find your clit, and as I’m sucking you, I touch the rabbit to the spot above your clit. I run it around your pussy, staying at the top as you scream. You come hard, your legs lifted your hips off the bed, trying to get closer to my mouth.
I slip the rabbit in you as I’m softly licking your clit; I point the toy up as it hits your G-spot. You start coming again, and you fall to the bed spent. The bed is soaked as you are with sweat. I carry you to the master bath and hold you tight as the water starts. I’m still half-dressed. Ginger changed the sheets, and you gave me two thumbs up. I washed Mom, coming down to the earth again. You see us in the shower. I was wet and still dressed, and I had a boner sticking out of my pants.
Mom says. “If I could stand right this second, I chew you out for making your old Mother come like a freight train. Where did you learn all of that, son? I love how you’re holding me. Please don’t stop wait. You did this for Ginger?”
I say. “Watching porn made by women, dear; I know it’s mostly fake, just acting, but it’s a place to start. No, Mom, not this, but if she asked me, would that make me a bad man, Bobbie? To love the two single people who mean more to me.”
I kissed my Mom on her lips like I did with Ginger as I sat on the bench as the shower rained on us. We kissed until we wrinkled up; we got out and dried off, and I carried Mom to bed. I put you in bed.
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