Alone with her new brothers Maria gets her first taste of being by herself without her Mother. The taste test was to her liking. Strawberries helped.
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"Strawberries coming right up."
Wiley Barnett paraded through the kitchen his sweat pants tented in dramatic fashion, Maria following him like a lost puppy uncertain what to do now that her Mother was gone. She was sad, yet feeling free. With her Mother gone for a month Maria could be herself, of course being herself wasn't entirely clear. At barely eighteen and having had no real interaction with the outside world she wanted to further her education of life itself. Again, that too was unclear, having seen Wiley jerk off by the pool and he playfully exposing himself right behind her Mother in the dining room, just for Maria she found him hilarious. Where most young girls might panic, shy little Maria was not one of them. She really didn't know right from wrong. Blame it on her Mother.
"I love strawberries." She pepped up glued to his hip as he grabbed a bowl to put the berries in. She attempted to steal one but Wiley lifted the bowl high into the air over her 5 foot status. He being 6'3 no matter how high she jumped to reach the bowl she failed. Laughing over her unsuccessful attempts he watched her jubilant titties dancing about beneath her yellow dresses cleavage. The more she jumped the lower her dress fell, with no straps to hold it up the inevitability of her breasts being concealed much longer was only a matter of time. Facing her even more fun considering his erection stabbed straight at her, each jump led her tummy to collide with his beast, she hadn't even realized it. To her it was all about the fruit, not the looms.
"My berries." He teased her laughing at her tormented expression, "Pout all you want Baby Sister. You gotta earn these berries."
"What do you mean?" She paused in her hops to study his playful sneer.
"We'll get to that. Let's go sit on the sectional so I can enjoy my tasty berries here."
"You must share." She whimpers stomping her foot, being dramatic over a pouty tantrum.
"I share when you share." He twists in step and walks away from her. In tow she explored his muscles at wearing no shirt, having no real visual of a man's anatomy this was her first. Oscar his Father did not count, he was ever the gentleman. Although, she did sneak a brief peek at her Mother and Oscar having sex, the images giving her goosebumps, more than any scars. She knew nothing of sex as an act of pleasure. Maria rather enjoyed watching Wiley's tight butt leading her into the family room. Amazement to say the least.
"Keepin' up Baby Sister?" He leered over his shoulder, she was dogging his heels with the most remarkable sparkle in her eyes. He had a hunch that she was curious, how curious remained the question. Reaching the sectional he plopped down on the sofa and kicked his feet up on the coffee table. Standing over him she fidgeted as he ate a berry.
"No fair. Share with me."
"Sit down right here next to me." He pats the cushion making certain she knew he meant hip to hip. Without pondering his request she just did it. Legs touching legs. "Comfy?"
"Yes."
"Good. I ask a question and if I like the answer I feed you a berry. Deal?"
"Yes."
"Perfect. You've never seen a man naked before me have you?"
"I have not." She watched him swirl a berry in the air before her eyes, following it in hopes she would be fed.
"Did you like seeing me naked?"
"That is two questions."
"Don't get cute, answer me." He chuckles.
"It was most interesting."
"Fair enough." He presses the berry on to her lips and she nibbles it, expressing a vitamin C orgasm. "Look at that expression. You should love everything as much as that berry."
"Everything?"
"Yep! I'm gonna take my sweats off here in a minute. A berry delivered to that tongue if you say you're not gonna run off crying."
"I...why would you...?" Her eyes lower to his tentpole and flare up at it's size. While she considered it wrong as it should be, she did want to see him again. Curiosity lured the cat. "I will not run. Nor cry."
"Good girl. There's no need to panic all I'm doing is prepping you for the future. I like living care free so I pretty much live naked unless I'm at work...when I work."
"Berry." She shifts sideways facing him with a starving look in her eyes. He fed her another one but held on to it to observe her puckered lips sucking on it's juices. Her eyes carefully studied his as to why he was doing this. Finally, he winks and releases the berry to her hunger. "Look at that ecstasy."
"What is...ecstasy?" She took a vivid interest.
"You recall when I...stroked my boy here by the pool?" He lifts his hips up and tugs his sweats down to his ass, his dick popping free before her eyes. Just watching her eyes bulge made him grow harder. Rubbing berry juice on his cock just to be cute he awaited her answer.
"Yes." She grows shy suddenly and stares at it. In her lured in gaze he swoops a berry under her face and feeds her again, more juices rubbed on his crown right in front of her.
"I want you to understand I'm not here to hurt you Maria. I just need to know you're alright that I walk around in front of you naked."
"This is your home. I am a guest."
"It's your new home too. So, you're okay seeing me nude?"
"Yes." She eyes the bowl of berries which he placed in his lap right above his monster erection.
"You might catch me jerking off a lot. Can you live with that?"
"If you must. Berry?"
"Choose one and pick it out of the bowl." His erection arching right over the bowl made her hesitate. Still, the temptation was too great and she reached in to pluck up a berry without touching him. Devouring it she studies his eyes as she knows he was looking at her cleavage. Blushing she shares her thoughts.
"Why do you look at me so?"
"Sorry. It's a guy thing. You know that you're beautiful."
"I think so." She giggles and shares a hint of ego.
"See my dick?" He points at it again reeling her in.
"Yes."
"This is what happens to a guy when a beautiful woman is in the room."
"Does it hurt? It looks...painful."
"Hurts terribly until you work it out. Recall my jerking off and that white stuff shooting out of my crown right here?" He taps his urethra as she examines it from a distance.
"I...did not get a good look. You were too far away."
"I'm closer now. Want me to show you what beauty does to a man?"
"You...want to...?"
"If you're going to live in this house you can't be shy over things like this Maria. Grab a berry." She instinctively goes after a strawberry. In her decision to choose a larger berry it meant grazing her knuckle on his crown. She freezes up watching his face at her accidental caress. He went into theatrics expressing pain.
"Fuck that hurt."
"Forgive me Wiley. I did not mean to hurt...touch you."
"Relax! I know you didn't. I'm not mad." He reaches an arm out and draws her closer into him to hug her. Kissing her forehead she trembles. "No harm done Baby Sister. You're shaking like a leaf. Everything alright?"
"I hurt you Wiley. This upsets me, even if you say it is okay."
"Look kid...the pain goes away quick, but the only real way is for me to work out that white stuff. It's a daily agony for men."
"Even your brothers?"
"Of course. All men deal with the pain. It's how we embrace the pain that makes us a man."
Bashfully she looks up into his eyes without blinking, "You may fix your pain."
"You're the one that caused it to hurt. You fix it." He chuckles as she lowers her jaw in shock.
"Me? I...do not know how."
"Berry juice helps the pain, you did notice I wiped some on it earlier right?" He counts on her naivety to keep her interest.
"Yes."
"It's an old Indian trick. Berries help some but the real pain reliever is this." He digs into his lowered sweats pocket for a small bottle of lube, showing it to her. "This stuff coats it and heats it up. It neutralizes the pain until the white stuff ejects. Notice it's berry flavored?" She winces at the bottle poised before her eyes, "Indian's make a killing bottling this stuff."
"Oh! I am going to eat another berry." Her attention span fades fast as she reaches in for another berry. Again she grazes his crown, but this time on purpose. Expecting him to grit his teeth she looks up to see his eyes rolling back into his head. "Have I harmed you again Wiley?" She lifts up beneath his arm turning more to face him, placing her left hand on his chest without thinking. The slightest touch to his flesh sent electrical current throughout her entire body, she had no clue what her sensations meant.
"Hurt like a bitch. You keep doing that and you're going to be the one jerking me off to ease the agony."
"I...will try if it eases your pain."
"Naaaa! Much as I respect your offer I was just kidding. I don't think you're Mom would be too happy about you helping me out."
"She does not know that I watched you by the pool. I did not want her to yell at me."
"So, you kept it to yourself."
"Yes. I will not tell her. I do not like when she scolds me."
"I can understand that. Pact? I don't tell, if you don't?"
"Yes." She smiles warmly, "If I may help you I will. Mother did tell me to try and bond with my new brothers."
"That's a good thing. All of us boys could use your help. We can return the favor whenever you need something from us."
"Like new clothes?" She peps up, "Mother told me you would take me shopping."
"We can do that. You're going to be spoiled in no time Squirt."
"I like being spoiled. Mother spoiled me every day. Clothes, jewelry, perfume, massages. The only thing is...I was not allowed outside our home. We ordered everything in. Only Mother was allowed out of our house."
"That sounds horrible. A cutie like you should be shown off. A lot of men out there in pain." He laughs.
"Perhaps this is why Mother kept me isolated."
