Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

“Fine,” Michael said. He walked over to the fridge and pouted loudly as he looked. “Ooo, looks like Chastity is back in the rotation.”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“There you go.”

A few minutes later, dinner was done, and Mary called for the kids to eat. Hope and Tabitha appeared immediately, but neither Chastity nor Michael showed up.

“It shouldn’t take so long,” Mary said.

“I’m sure that Michael is just doing what he needs to, Mom,” Hope said, “We should try to be respectful of their privacy.”

Mary gave the girls their meals, but she couldn’t stop worrying that something might be wrong. Finally, she gave up and went upstairs. Michael had asked for her help after all – she wasn’t snooping, just being supportive.

She found the siblings in Chastity’s room. The blonde lay back in front of her brother, but he was just standing between her legs. Mary waited by the doorway. She didn’t want to interrupt them unless she needed to.

Michael clearly had one hand on his cock (Mary had decided to use his word for it from then on), but his other was squeezing his sister’s ample breasts. He slid from one to the other – cupping, squeezing, pinching at the nipple.

Chastity smiled hungrily up at her brother. Her hands were down at her sex and she was moving them in a way that suggested she was… Oh no. This wouldn’t do. It would not do at all.

Mary burst into the room. “Chastity! I’ve finally got Michael in order and now you’re doing the same thing? Come on now dear, you know better than that.”

Both siblings froze and stared at their mother. The scent of Chastity’s sex filled Mary’s nose. The doting mother immediately felt uncomfortable, like she’d done something wrong. But then Mary’s righteous anger took over. Why did they all have to act so ill-behaved?

“Well?” Mary asked, “I’m waiting for an explanation.”

“We. That is. I mean, Mom,” Michael said. His penis slowly deflated in his hand.

“It’s my fault,” Chastity said.

“Well, obviously,” Mary said.

“No no. What I mean is, Michael came in here all good and ready like you taught him. But when he tried to put it in me it, like, wouldn’t go. You know?”

Mary gave her daughter a look that said that, clearly, she did not know. Everything had slid in so easily before. What was different this time?

“I was, ummm. God, Mom, I can’t believe you’re making me say this. I wasn’t w… I mean, I lacked lubrication. As Tabitha might put it.”

“Yes, Mom,” Michael said, “That’s exactly what happened. I tried to put it in Chastity but she was dry and so we couldn’t.”

“Right, so I said, let me get myself ready for you,” Chastity said, “That’s all we were doing.”

“Oh honey,” Mary said, her heart suddenly aching for her children, “Of course I understand. It’s natural that you’re not going to be ready for your brother all the time. But you can’t rub yourself like that, dear.”

“But it was really painful for both of us,” Chastity said. “Maybe if my stupid brother’s stupid dick wasn’t so big it’d be easier, but what can we do?”

“You need to let Michael do it for you,” Mary said, “He should get you ready before he puts it in you.”

“Oh yes!” Chastity said, “Mom, that’s a great idea.”

“Just make sure you show him what to do, first,” Mary said

“Right. Don’t just squeeze my tit, you big dope. You’re not milking me. Reach down and put your finger here,” Chastity said. She dragged her brother’s hand down below her blonde pubes. “Yes, there you go. That feels… OH!”

“Sounds like you’re more than wet enough,” Mary said. She saw the look on the siblings’ faces and decided to step away. They needed to adjust to doing this on their own. Still, she waited by the door, leaving it open a crack to listen, just in case anything went wrong.

“I’m going to put it in you now, sis,” she heard Michael say.

“Yes. OK,” Chastity said, “Just keep rubbing there. Yes. That way I don’t, ummmm, get dry again all the sudden.”

“S… sure thing,” Michael said. “Feel good now?”

“Y… yeah. I feel it. Feel myself getting… Rub faster.”

Mary heard squelching sounds as Michael worked at his sister. If Chastity was really having this much trouble, it might be a medical issue, she thought. Or perhaps maybe she should buy some lube. All three sisters might need it at some point.

“Give it to me,” Chastity said, “Faster… ah… ah… OH! OH FUCK!”

Mary peeked into the door and saw her son shaking as he came. Her daughter was trembling, too. Her body seemed to judder with every one of Michael’s ejaculations. Back arched. Blonde hair hanging down. Large breasts shaking. Mouth open in a silent scream. Then, Chastity’s body relaxed and she dropped back to the bed.

Chastity looked so pretty in that moment, Mary thought, her chest shiny with sweat. Michael stared down at his sister, gasping. Chastity smiled and reached up, patted him on the cheek.

“Good boy,” Chastity said, “Giving me all your cum.”

Mary had to agree. She wondered what had gotten into Chastity, acting so sweetly with her sibling.

*

Over dinner, Mary made sure that Chastity shared their new ground rules with the group.

“Lubrication is very important,” Mary said, “I don’t want any of you getting hurt by not following proper behaviors. Just remember to make sure Michael does it for you. Try to think about it as a kind of tit for tat.”

“Oh I definitely have a tit for his tat,” Chastity said.

*

The next morning as she walked past Hope’s bedroom, Mary couldn’t help but hear Michael talking to his sister.

“Like this?” he asked.

“Slower,” Hope said, “And not so hard. You’re rubbing my pussy not grinding a garlic clove.”

“Chastity likes it this way,” Michael said with a bit of a whine.

“Well Chastity’s snatch must be made of steel or something cause that fucking hurts,” Hope said.

“Sorry,” Michael said.

“Oh, it’s OK, Honey. I know you’re just learning.”

Mary carefully creaked Hope’s door open a little more, so she could see what was going on. Hope was in the usual position on her back. Michael leaned over her. He had one hand on Hope’s little breast, the other down at her juncture. His penis was practically forgotten.

“Up a little more,” Hope said, “Yes. Feel that little nub there? It’s my clitoris. It’s what would be my cock if I was a boy. Just think of it as my magic pleasure button. Put your thumb right there and… OH! Little less pressing, but more rubbing. Side to side. Yes.”

“Chastity was already going by now,” Michael said.

“Good for Chastity.”