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This story involves sex between consenting, 18 year old and older, family members (siblings). It also features female lactation. If this is not what you were expecting please click away.
2:00 p.m December 18th 2009
“You’re staring at me again.” But there’s no real complaint in my sister’s voice as she utters the words. In fact, her eyes show a mischievous delight.
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My mom and I had just moved in with Abhijeet, my soon to be stepfather. He was a rich lawyer and his house was huge and luxurious. I was happy that my mother was marrying Abhijeet because I really liked the guy. He was a very handsome man who really took care of himself. At age forty he looked at least ten years younger and had a very muscular and well-trimmed body. Unlike the majority of my mother’s previous love interests Abhijeet was down to earth and genuinely nice to me.
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It was August. We spent the morning packing the car. Our son, Mike was leaving for college. It was morning but already it was 90 degrees outside. Mike and husband, and I were getting pretty sweaty loading up the car. The trunk was already full and the back seat wouldn’t fit much more. Mike went back in the house to get the last of his things.
Continue reading Sitting on My Son’s Lap
Never in a million years did I ever think I’d end up in the situation that I had along with three other sisters, one of whom was my fraternal twin. At twenty-four years of age, I had suddenly become more than a brother; I’d become father too and head of the household.
It had been over a year now since a horrible accident had claimed the lives of our parents. Penny and I had immediately assumed the role of guardianship though it certainly wasn’t anything we’d ever planned for or expected to have to do. Bonnie who had just turned twenty had elected to stay at home and help around the house while attending a local university in her spare time. Penny and I both had steady jobs, and provided enough for the four of us to live on, but it meant a lot of personal sacrifice on our parts for doing so.
Continue reading A Bigger Bed
I awoke slowly and stretched luxuriously, pleased with the knowledge that school had closed for the summer months and there would be no need to hurry about getting out of bed. I rolled over and tried to get back to sleep. As luck would have it, with no real reason to be awake, I was unable to resume the elusive sleep state I was hoping for. I opened my eyes to look at my bedside clock and noted it was only six a.m. I tried to put off the inevitable but finally decided I had better get into the bathroom and piss. As was the case so often of late, I was sporting a tremendous erection that was tenting the front of my bikini briefs, my concession to the need for sleepwear. Thinking, incorrectly, as it turned out, that no one else would be up and about at that early hour, I got out of bed and headed for my bedroom door and the hallway beyond without bothering to don a robe or anything else. My dick was so hard, a couple of inches protruded above the elastic waistband and I tried, unsuccessfully, to tuck myself back in as I hurried toward the bathroom. My thoughts were not focused on my attire or on my exposed condition as I hurried along the hallway toward the bathroom. I could hear sounds from the kitchen and assumed it would be my mother getting breakfast for she and dad. I guess I let my thoughts dwell on mom working in the kitchen and didn’t pay attention to the fact the bathroom door while not fully open, was not closed and latched either.
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