Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

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Jenny Wilson

It was so naughty jerking off my big brother while my harridan of a mother remembered to make me breakfast. I couldn't believe she forgot. My hand stroked faster, loving the feel of his thick dick in my grip, my pussy clenching.

It would feel so much better in there, but I couldn't get away with that at the breakfast table. But it was so hot doing this under Mom's nose. If she thought I was a slut, then I would be the hugest slut for James. My big brother would get so much ass and pussy. He would be satisfied night and day.

My hand stroked faster.

James groaned, shifting on the chair. My heart raced, glancing at him as I leaned on my arm, my blue eyes widening in warning. He couldn't give this away. It was such a risk, but I was so angry, and so horny, I just didn't care. I had to do this. I had to be naughty under Mom's prying nose.

Dried-up old prune! Just because she didn't want to fuck any longer, didn't mean she had to be so nasty to me. No wonder Dad left her. I bet Tiffany puts out regularly. I mean, they have two kids already.

My cheeks warmed. I wanted more kids from James. I knew it was so wrong, but that just made my pussy wetter and wetter. I wanted the warm, throbbing dick in my hand breeding me over and over. My clit ached. I pressed my thighs tight, stroking his cock as mom flipped the pancakes.

“Damn,” James groaned low.

“What was that, honey?” Mom asked, flashing my brother a big smile.

“Just...thinking about all the work today,” he said. “Busy day.”

“Very,” Mom said, her hips wiggling in her robes.

James looked at her, hunger in his blue eyes. He better not be fantasizing about Mom while I was jerking him off! I squeezed his dick harder. He groaned, glancing at me. He needed to pay attention to me. I was the mother of his child. I was his lover.

Not dumb Mom. She would never jerk his cock off under the table or drink his cum or even let him fuck her ass.

I would! Me!

My hand flew on his cock. My muscles burned. I ignored them. James tried to take a bite of his pancake. He groaned and leaned back into his chair. His chest rose beneath his t-shirt, outlining his sexy muscles.

And then his dick throbbed. I felt the cum pulse out of his dick and splatter the bottom of the table. I grinned, jerking his dick, savoring every blast. My pussy clenched with each one. He groaned, the last several blasts weak dribbles, the cum running over my hand. I loved it.

“Better?” I asked him.

“Yeah,” he nodded. “Thanks.”

Mom glanced at us. “What are you two whispering about?”

“Nothing,” I said, pulling my hand away from his crotch.

As Mom dished up my pancakes, I lifted my hand to my lips. I quickly licked at the white line dribbling down the back of my hand. I savored the salty cum, shivering in delight. James groaned, his hands putting his cock away as Mom walked up.

“Right, nothing,” Mom said, then she glanced at James. “Are you annoying your brother again?”

“I don't annoy him,” I huffed as she set my plate before me. She almost tossed it, the pancakes sliding across the white ceramic.

“Sure,” Mom said, sitting across from us, her protein shake before her. Why did the old cow care about looking thin? She had those huge, saggy tits anyways. Not firm titties like mine.

I sat up straight, my breasts thrusting before me as I cut my pancakes with the side of my fork. James's eyes flickered at my tits.

“Ready to tell me who the father of your child is?” Mom said.

“I don't know who it is,” I said slowly, carefully, making sure she could understand.

“Right,” Mom sneered. “Is he married? Are you a little homewrecker like that slut who married your father?”

“I doubt a college student is married. And I don't know who he is.”

“Just like you don't know who put that cum on your panties.” Her eyes flicked to me. “Unless you want to accuse your brother of something.”

“Leave James out of this!” I hissed. “He's done nothing wrong. He has nothing to do with my baby.”

“Jenny,” James objected, and guilt shot through me.

“It is a teacher. A married teacher.” Mom shook her head. “I can't believe it, Jenny. How did you do it? Were you dressing like that? Flashing those perky tits at him like a complete—”

“Mom!” James shouted, his fist slamming on the table.

Mom and I both jumped in shock, plates rattling.

“We're a family,” he growled. “So act like it. Stop calling her names. She's pregnant. It's not the end of the fucking world. People have sex.”

“But...” Mom swallowed. She took a deep breath. “I'm sorry, Jenny.”

I blinked in shock. It made my pussy so hot seeing James stand up for me. I smiled and dug into my pancakes. They tasted so good this morning. Mom may be a bitch, but I had my big brother on my side.

My pussy was so juicy. I bet there was a wet spot forming on my shorts. I didn't just forget to put on a bra this morning.

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