Oh My God! I was watching my little brother get his first blow job. Not just that, though. I was watching my mother give my little brother his first blow job! What the hell?! And I was turned on. I didn’t need to touch myself to know that my panties were probably soaked.
My Bonito’s head was tilted back on the couch as Mom bobbed up and down on his cock. “Yes, mom, yes.” She pulled off his cock and started licking on his balls. Who the hell was this woman?! I never imagined my Mom would do something like that. Let alone to my brother.
Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had plenty of boyfriends and have licked my fair share of balls, but to see my mom doing it? It just tilted my world.
She started playing with his balls as she took his cock back into her mouth. She was taking him all the way down now, down to the base. When she hit bottom, she stopped and I heard a humming sound. My mom knew about the hum! And Mark loved it. He moaned out every time she did it. Up slowly, down even slower, and hum. All the while as she played with his balls.
“Mom… Mom, I’m gonna…”
She didn’t stop though. She just pulled off until only the head was still in her mouth and began jacking him off. He grunted and I watched as my little Bonito came into our mother’s mouth. And she swallowed it all. Mom smiled up at him as he struggled to catch his breath.
“That should hold you for now, but no pants mister. I want to know when you need more attention.”
He smiled. “Okay, Mom.”
She stood up and slid a pair of white lace panties off from under her skirt. The crotch was darkened with her juices. She tossed them to the side. “Come on, I’ll fix us some plates.”
They walked into the kitchen. I crawled along the carpeted floor, trying my best not to make a sound. When I got to the couch, his pants still where he left them, I saw a pearl white drop on the black leather. I don’t know what possessed me, I’ve never liked the taste of cum, but I swiped it up and stuck my finger in my mouth.
I loved it. I don’t know why, but I did. It wasn’t any less bitter or salty. But it was Mark’s. And nothing bad came from my Bonito. After my little taste test, I continued my trek to the dining room. They were sitting right beside each other. Mom was softly stroking him while he attempted to eat. I say attempted because he wasn’t very successful. It was so cute and funny. He was putty in her hands.
“Are you okay, honey?”
“Um, yeah, mom.”
“Good, because Mommy loves her little boy,” she said as she her hand caressed him. Her other hand came up and pulled him into her for another scorching, tongue-lingering kiss. I slid my own hand into my jeans and gave my clit a few quick circles. It was so hot. He had totally surrendered to her. And she was all about him.
When he finally finished eating, Mom tightened her grip on him and started jacking him off with sincerity. It wasn’t long before he shot his load all over the underside of the table. Mom let him rest as she picked up their plates.
Okay, that was my signal, I scurried back through the living room to the hallway. When they came out of the dining room, they didn’t stop at the couch, they kept walking. Towards me. Fuck. Fuck my life. I scurried off towards my room and closed the door. I heard her tell Mark to lay down and she’d be right back with a surprise.
The door to my room opened and my light switch flipped on. Now I was in heart attack mode. Mom looked at me and smiled. “Did you like the show?”
Busted. Hardcore busted. “Um…”
“Come here.” What do you do when your mother, who’s just sucked and jacked off your brother, tells you to come here? I stood up and walked over to her. “Did you want him?”
“Y-yes.” There, I admitted it. I wanted him. I wanted to have sex with my little Bonito.
“Were you jealous last night?” My mouth dropped as I looked at her, and she smiled. “A mother always knows dear.” Her hands took hold of the hem of my shirt and started raising it above my head. I wasn’t even thinking when I raised my arms so she could take it off me. I hadn’t worn a bra that day, so I was in the same condition she was.
“Do you think he’s cute?” She unbuttoned my pants.
“Yes.”
“Do you think he’s sexy?” I felt the zipper come down.
“Yes.”
“Do you love him?” She slid my jeans and panties down my knees in one smooth notion.
“Of course.” I was standing there, naked, in front of my mother now.
“Then we need to protect him, honey. He’s our hero and we need to keep him safe. We can’t let all those women who’ll never appreciate him hurt him. Are you willing to do what it takes?”
I didn’t hesitate. “Yes, Mom.”
“Good. Then go in there to your brother, and show him you love him.”
And I did. I didn’t look back at her. I just walked out of my room, down the hallway, and into his.
“Hailey,” he said as he saw me, trying to pull at the sheets to cover himself up.
“Shhh. Stop that, Bonito,” I said gently as I walked over to his bed. I looked into his eyes and lightly pulled on the sheets until he let go. I slid onto the bed with him and rested my hand on his stomach. “Do you remember when you asked if I was your girlfriend?”
“Yeah,” he said hesitantly.
“Well, I’ve changed my mind. I am.”
“But you said…”
I placed a finger against his lips. “Bonito, women change their minds all the time.” Then I replaced my finger with my own lips. It was our first kiss. It was soft and gentle as I slid my tongue into his mouth. He was shy at first, but I coaxed him out to play. As we kissed, his hands came up to my breasts. Playing and pulling on my nipples. But I wasn’t as chesty as Mom, so I gave him something better to play with.
I took his hand and placed it between my legs. He was quick learner. His finger slid between my folds as I moaned into his mouth. I had to break our kiss when he slid his finger into me. God it felt good. And it was the first time my brother was inside me. His other hand pulled my lips back down to his as he slid his fingers in and out of my pussy. I was already so primed that I came the first time his thumb passed over my clit.
Mark looked up at me with wonder, “Did you just, you know?”
I smiled down at him. “Yeah,” I said, still catching my breath.
“Did I do that?”
“Yeah, you did.” He smiled. “Wanna do it again,” I asked him. He nodded his head vigorously.
I climbed onto him and slid his cock into me. He held onto my hips as I slowly slid down. I hadn’t been with anyone since before Mark had come home. And it was worth the wait. It was good. It was so so good. When I finally got him all in, I felt full and stretched. I looked down at him to see his hazel eyes swimming with pleasure.
I moved slowly at first, sliding up and down his length, letting my body get use to him. Then I felt his grip tighten on my hips and I knew what he wanted. I sped up. Going up and down on him. I knew my juices were dripping down on him, but I didn’t care.
“Yes, Bonito. Just like that, yes!”
He was getting more confident. His hips started to pump in rhythm with me. I was literally bouncing on and off him. His hard slick cock ramming in and out of me. He wrapped his hands around my hips and pulled me down onto him. His lips locked with mine as he started to pound himself into me. Ramming and pumping himself into me hard and fast.
“God yes! Bonito! I love you!” I came and I came hard, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t slow down or let up. He just kept ramming that thing into me. Right when I thought I was coming down, another orgasm started. Oh God! And he wouldn’t stop! I broke our kiss so I could scream out, but I couldn’t catch my breath. And he just kept going! Pumping and pumping into me! And I loved it!
He closed his eyes and thrust his hips hard into me and froze there. I felt his cock inside me, throbbing and pumping his juices into me. I felt him splash inside me over and over. If I had it in me, I would have come again.
He finally relaxed on the bed with me on top of him, his cock still inside of me. We were both out of breath and smiling.
I kissed him on the cheek, “Bonito, you did it again.”
“You to, Hayhay.”
I looked up to see Mom standing over the bed. She slid her finger along my pussy lips where we were conjoined and gathered our juices on her finger. I watched as she slipped it into her mouth and smiled. “Tomorrow, we’ll see if he likes eating pussy.”
I looked at him and giggled when I saw the confusion on his face.
“Why would I want to eat a cat?”
Mom and I both laughed. He was so naïve, but it was okay. He was home and he was safe and he was happy. And we would make sure he stayed that way.
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