A n October Afternoon.
It was a slow in the office that early October afternoon so Wendy left early for the day. Pulling into her driveway, she saw her son Brandon’s car which meant he'd already picked up his younger sister, Brittany, from high school cheerleading practice. Once inside the house, Wendy kicked off her shoes then went to the kitchen and found the kid’s books on the dinette but, no evidence of the usual afternoon snacking. Calling for the kids she heard no reply so set out to find them. Seeing no sign of them in the living room or den she walked down the long hallway towards their bedrooms.
Hearing her daughter giggling and the sound of bed springs squeaking, Wendy approached the partially opened door and couldn’t believe her eyes. On the bed lay Brittany, wearing nothing but the socks and saddle shoes from her cheerleading uniform, with knees raised and spread wide. Between her legs was brother Brandon, also naked, thrusting himself steadily into his sister. Shocked, Wendy hesitated, unsure of what to do. Thankfully, her anxiety pills were keeping her from having an attack. Peeking thru the door again, her eyes moved around the room. On the floor was Brittany’s cheerleading skirt, sweater and shirt and next to them, Brandon’s jeans, t-shirt and boxers. On the night stand was an open box of condoms so at least they were taking some precautions. Everything Wendy saw and heard suggested this wasn’t the first time they’d done this. The giggling soon stopped, replaced with Brittany’s moaning, “Ohhhh, ohhhh.”. She lay with head and arms resting back on the pillows, watching her brother’s well muscled body working to please her. After a couple more minutes of steady stroking she said to her brother, “Mmmm…keep going. I feel another one coming on.”. Is she talking about having an orgasm, Wendy thought to herself? And another one at that! As Brandon applied himself more vigorously, Brittany began squirming as he wound her spring tighter and tighter. To keep her still, he wedged her between his out stretched arms. Moments later, Brittany clutched the bed spread tightly with both hands, raised her chest and cried loudly, “Ohhhhh, m’ god!”. Brandon continued while she squealed in delight then groaned loudly with equal satisfaction. Slumping down on her, his larger body nearly covering his sister’s except for her hands, still gripping the bedspread, and twitching legs hanging over the sides of her bed. Breathless from her orgasm, Brit slowly said, “Wow, huh, huh, that one, huh, huh, made me dizzy.” “It was awesome for me to. So, that’s two for me and three for you. If we go for one more each, we’ll have a new record for getting ourselves off in one afternoon.” “And you’re still nice and hard. We’ve been in bed for almost hour now!” “Makin’ my sexy sister cum like crazy really turns me on.”, then added as he sat up, “And that sample of Viagra that Josh gave me must be helpin’ to.” “I’m sure lovin’ what you do to me with this.”, Brittany complimented, squeezing his condom covered penis then asked, “So, should we go for the record breaker?” “Looks like we have time before Mom gets home. I’m up for it.” “You definitely are!”, she replied, again squeezing his ongoing erection. “Let me clean up and put another condom on then we’ll go for it.” The Viagra and it’s apparent effect on his young body was now another concern for Wendy to address. I n her mind, she rationalized that her son and daughter were simply two hormone addled teenagers satisfying their curiosity about sex and each other’s bodies. Not unlike Wendy who at the same age but without older brothers, took her young Uncle Harry up on his offer to satisfy her. Brittany sat on the edge of her bed waiting anxiously for Brandon’s return. Wendy could easily understand her son’s physical attraction to his sister. Brittany’s skin was smooth and fair with just a few traces of the past summer’s tan. She had a sweet face with brown eyes and a turned up nose. Her light brown hair was cut just above the shoulders. Less mature than other girls her age, Brit’s breasts were small but, long, slim legs and a cute little behind made up for that. When Brandon returned, Wendy looked out of curiosity to see if he was “still nice and hard”. It had been years since she’d seen this part of her son’s anatomy and never in such an aroused state. Brittany was right and strictly from a woman’s point of view, it was worthy of attention, even desire. While Brandon donned another condom, Brittany stood and stretched as though she were beginning a workout. She then playfully jumped backwards onto the bed landing with arms and legs spread wide. As the bed settled, she offered, “Okay, Big Brother. I’m all yours!.”. Debating on whether to stay or go, Wendy decided to leave and let them get this out of their system. Tiptoeing down the hallway, she heard her son return to the bed and Brittany sigh, “ooooh”, as she was penetrated once again. In the kitchen, Wendy sipped an iced tea as they went about satisfying themselves one more time. Her plan was that after they’d finished, she’d make some noise, pretending to come home for the first time, give them time to dress then greet them. Thru the hallway, came sounds of her children in bed together. Having had three orgasms already, Brittany was more vocal as Brandon coaxed the next one from her. When it hit, a shrill squeal echoed down the hallway. Thinking Brandon would follow, Wendy was finishing her tea when she then heard Brittany say, “Oh, Brandon, please stop. I can’t take any more.”. Worried about her daughter, Wendy quickly opened and closed the kitchen door then called to her kids, “I’m home.” Several minutes later, Brittany wandered into the kitchen to greet her mother. Wendy immediately noticed her flushed look and mussed hair as she walked somewhat bow-legged towards her. “Hi Mommy.”, Brittany said sweetly. “Hello, Sweetie. My…you look a little worse for wear.” “Oh, I had a tough workout after school. Cheerleading, I mean.” “I see. And where’s Brandon?” “He’s not feeling well so he’s back in his room.” “Well, we’d better check on him.” “Mom, maybe…”, Brittany tried to explain as her mom headed towards Brandon’s room. Entering, Wendy saw him sitting on the bed and immediately noticed the obvious bulge in the front of his sweatpants. “What’s wrong, Hunny,”, Wendy asked, “are you sick?” “Not exactly. It’s my ah…my penis.” “Well, what’s wrong with it. It looks swollen.” “It kinda’ got hard and now it won’t go down.” “Brandon, how long have you had this…erection?” “Since we got home from school about an hours and a half ago.” “Do you know anything about this?”, Wendy asked her daughter. Brittany blushed and shrugged her shoulders. Sensing an opportunity to address what had been going on, Wendy leaned against her son’s desk and said, “Listen kids, I know what you were doing this afternoon and also about the Viagra.”. Stunned, they looked at each other then turned back to their mother. “Let me say I’m really concerned over this but, I’m not mad. I just want to know how this all started and I want you to be honest with me.”. The kids looked at each other again before Brandon began, “Since I’m the oldest, I guess I should have known better and controlled myself.” “Well it wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t let you.”, Brit defended him. “Brittany, were you teasing or flirting with Brandon?”, Wendy questioned. “Maybe.” , she answered, “Most guys ignore me when I do. He doesn’t.” “And most girls don’t flirt much with me but, Brit does.”, Brandon added. “Sounds like the right combination.”, Wendy concluded, “So when did it start?” Brittany didn’t go all the way back to the beginning of summer when they began by masturbating together. She also skipped the many summer screwings by Brandon that followed. Instead, she explained how a couple of weeks ago when the new cheerleading uniforms were given out, she offered to try it on for Brandon and show him their new cheers. “At first he didn’t pay much attention but, when I started doing the ones with kicks and splits, he began to watch. Afterwards, you couldn’t miss it, he had a lump in his pants like he does now. Even though I knew what it was, I still asked how he got it.” “I should have just left.”, Brandon continued with their fabrication, “But, instead, I told her that I got it from watching her. Then she asked if she could see it.” “Brittany, that’s terrible.”, scolded her mother. “I know….”, Brittany sulked then lied, “but I’d never seen one before. He only showed me after I begged him. Then after I looked, he said I could touch it if I wanted.” “Brandon, that’s just awful.”, Wendy said scolding her son. “After I touched it, I asked if he’d ever been with a girl. He said he hadn’t but wanted to. Just too shy to ask. I kinda’ been thinking about it to so I said, ‘You wanna try it with me.’. At first, he wasn’t sure but, I begged and he finally agreed. He had some condoms he’d been keeping in his car, just in case, and we started that afternoon.” Brandon continued, “We went to Brit’s room because she said mine smelled funny. Brit was shy to undress , so I went first, took everything off and sat in her desk chair. She got as far as her sweater and skirt then stopped so___.” “So to talk me out of my panties and bra,”, Brit interrupted, “he said I looked sexy and to prove it, pointed to how hard he was getting for me. I took that stuff off and watched as it kept growing and growing. I didn’t think it would ever stop.”, she said swimming in her thoughts. “When I started to untie my shoes, he said to leave them on ‘cause he liked the way I looked with nothing but my socks and saddle shoes on.” “I put on a condom,”, Brandon continued their story, “and we got on her bed. Brit laid down then decided to prop herself up on her elbows to watch.
