The Love Shared - S01 E04

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The Love Shared - S01 E04

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"You alright there boy?" he asked looking at me, I didn't feel love towards him knowing what I had seen on the Nanny-cam. I just looked at him and gave a slight nod before leaving the kitchen, I then heard him ask Mom, "What's wrong with the boy?'

"Hormones." I heard her reply.

I stopped by the lounge on my to the stairs and saw Bobbie watching TV, she was laid out on the floor with her back to me and her nightie had ridden up to reveal her ass. The hand print had now completely faded, but my eyes then fell on her little vagina.

I crossed the room and pulled her nightie down to cover her, 'Cover your ass you little ass." I told her. "Hey!" she complained, "I was getting some air to it like you said."

I turned to leave the room and then glanced back, she was now on her knees, resting her head in her hands and her ass once again on display. "Bobbie, I started, she then wiggled it a little, "Kiss it better then.' she told me. "There's nothing there now." I told her, she shrugged her shoulders, "Make me feel better." she said.

I huffed a sigh and crossed the room, getting down onto my knees and leaning toward her ass, I could hear her try and stifle a giggle as she felt my breath on her rear cheek. I then bit lightly on her ass, causing her to jolt forward, "Hey! That's it!" she declared, jumping to her feet and diving on top of me. She tackled me to the floor and sat on my chest, then swiftly turning herself around and bringing her ass to my face.

"Kiss it better." she demanded, "Bobbie, get off before I get you off" I told her. "Ohh get me off then." she answered back, I paused for a moment and replayed the last two things that were said between us. Did she say it for me to remove her, or, get her off. No, there's no way she's that sexually aware. She's nine for Christ sake.

She edged her ass closer to my face and I was eye-to-eye with her tight, bald little vagina. Fuck, I thought to myself. She pushed it back as far as she could and I brought my chin down, I was nowhere near where the had print was, I planted a kiss in the gap between her vagina and her anus. I tried to keep it quick but she held herself there for a moment, and then started to feel a little bit of moisture on my chin, she was sitting on my face at this point and I didn't want her to be one of those girls who wrote into those cheap magazines saying that her brother was the first guy to get her off.

I rolled over and got her off of me, getting to my feet as she remained sat on the floor looking up at me. "Better?" I asked her, she kept her stare right into my eyes, and nodded. "Thank you." she said softly.

I struggled for a while to get my sisters little round face out of my head, the thought of getting her wet was starting to turn me on. I kept reminding myself that she was my little sister, and I was supposed to be the kind of brother that protected her. Especially from hormone charged guys like me. But I also kept coming to the thoughts of wanting some more alone time with Mom, the kind of alone time that would result in her nipple being in my mouth, at the very least anyway.

Even for a fucked up thought, it was a better explanation for my hard-on than my sisters pussy being in my face.

I decided that it would be in my best interest if I remained upstairs until I smelt the smell of food. Dinner on a Friday night was always the same, egg, bacon and sausages. It was quick and easy for Mom, who was always tired at the end of the week. Bobbie and myself washed the dishes afterwards and went into the lounge to find a movie for the night. I told Mom that I'd tutor Faye and she replied by telling me that she'd text Pamela to let her know, it was all set for tomorrow afternoon. I was more concerned with planting the camera than I was with spending time with Faye, my hobby for the last several months was now going to know me. Or ignore me as I talked history, either way, I was taking a new step.

I'd never been that big a fan of the Narnia films, but they were family orientated and had enough action to keep me from being bored out of my box. I was sat in the middle of the couch with Bobble on side of me and Mom on the other. Dad was sat in his arm chair knocking back beer bottles like they were shot glasses filled of water.

Bobbie had curled up against the arm of the chair, from the corner of my eye I could see the pink flesh of her ass sticking out from under her nightie, and on my left I could see partial bra from my Mom's unbuttoned shirt. Narnia may have had their attention, but not mine.

I reached under Bobble and pulled her close, her head now rested below my chest and my hand now rested on her upper thigh. She didn't complain, nor seem to mind.

"It's nice seeing you two so close." Mom whispered to me "It's nice being close to you too." I whispered back at her.

Mom changed her position and was now swinging her legs over the arm of the couch, her upper back and shoulders resting against my side as I raised my arm and draped it over her, my hand coming to rest on her stomach.

"Hey boy,' Dad said, "One day you'll get that close to a girl who ain't your blood."

And maybe one day you'll appreciate the fine woman you got, I thought to myself. He continued knocking the beers back, I don't even think they were in the fridge long enough to chill, but eventually he began getting drowsy and started mumbling under his breath, I watched his head get heavier, the struggle he faced in trying to keep it up right was amusing.

My right hand was resting pretty on Bobbie's ass, the same cheek that had taken a slap earlier. She didn't seem to mind, I guess she was still pretty innocent when it came to inappropriate things like this.

"Bobbie, your hair is almost brown. You're supposed to be blonde, why didn't you wash it when you had a bath earlier?" I asked her. "Water was too cold, I'll wash it tomorrow." she said adjusting her position and making herself more comfortable. My hand remained on her ass and I gave it an ever so slight squeeze. I felt her cheeks go wide against my chest and knew she was smiling.

With my other hand I began stroking Mom's stomach. She kept watching the movie and occasionally would turn her head slightly in the direction of Dad, but with his head bowed down I knew that he was gone.

I began unfastening the buttons on Mom's shirt, there was only four to do and pretty quickly her shirt was wide open. She cast a quick look in Dads direction, but he was out of it. I looked at her beautifully cupped cleavage and ran my hand over her bra before sliding my hand inside and taking a handful of her left breast. It felt incredible.

Her eyes were now firmly on what I was doing, and when I had enough of her breast, I pulled my hand out and slide it down her stomach, reaching the waistband of her yoga pants, and with out a second thought, I pushed my hand underneath the fabric.

I quickly realised she wasn't wearing underwear under her pants, and I wasted a second thinking about that. I pushed my hand down further and felt the landing strip that caught a glance of before. My middle finger slowly followed the strip and reached the tip of her vagina.

I slowly began to massage it, bringing my finger around in a circular motion as my Mom began to squirm. My cock was harder than I ever remember it being, I fought the urge to pull it out, mostly because at this point it would be poking Bobbie in the eye, and I wasn't sure that she'd appreciate that. But then, you do some pretty crazy things when you're this turned on.

My finger dropped about an inch down my Mom's clitoris, and felt just how wet she was. I scooped up a finger-full and rubbed it back where I had started, this drove her a little insane, as she brought her head back and stared me right in the eye. I brought my head down and our mouths met as I picked up the pace with my finger. She bit down on my bottom lip as her hips thrust upward, they dropped again slightly before coming back up and she brought her arm up to grab my head to pull me in, her mouth was open and our tongues wrestled for a moment or two.

She grunted and gasped into my mouth, and I knew that she had climaxed, I was willing to bet that she wanted to blow the roof off the house with an ecstatic scream, but the fact that she couldn't made the moment that much hotter. Probably for the both of us.

It took me a minute to realise it, but my grip on Bobbies backside had greatly increased. I quickly released her ass, thought it was weird that she remained unchanged in my arm and her head didn't move. I thought for a moment that she had fallen asleep, but her head moved when Mom got up from the couch and went into the kitchen.

"What did you do to Mommy?" she whispered to me.

"I was tickling her," I lied. Bobbie nodded slightly, and then went back to watching the film, "I wish you'd tickle me like that." she told me.