“MARIAAAAAA?”
In her bedroom Maria Blanco heard a gruff voice calling out her name. Not an angry voice but one sounding in need of her special services. Abandoning her bed and her longneck stuffed giraffe affectionately called Largo, Spanish for the word long, she raced to her opened doorway and looked out. Largo had been her only friend in protecting her from Aunt Harriet’s male ghosts. She was still on edge but thus far they had not come back to haunt her. Caught between fearing their return and missing Harriet herself she was trying her best to cope.
“MARIAAAAAA?” She heard him again. Another shy bolt to the staircase she peered over the rail to see her brother Tyson wiggling a bottle in his hand. Looking up at her he waved her down, “Get your cute lil’ ass down here, Baby Sister.”
“Tyson? Have I done something wrong?” She approached the head of the stairs cautiously.
“Course not. You’re always a perfect angel. Come on down here I have something for ya.” Sensing his sincerity, she hopped up on the banister rail and rode it down, adoring the fiery friction on her clitoris in transit. Once reaching Tyson, he plucked her up giggling and swung her around in his clutches, hugging her tightly.
“Real hug! Real hug!” She begged as he launched both of her legs up over the back of his shoulders until his face was directly nuzzling her pussy. His tongue wagging over it sent her into a crushing of his scalp against her body. This unique hugging method was recently taught to her as the right way to show affection. With his tongue up inside her she didn’t want to release him. It took another brother intervening to heist her from his grasp.
“Nooooooooo!”
“Enough for now.” Jacob Barnett brought her to the ground pouting. “You’re spoiling her, Ty.”
“Can’t help it Jacob. I love my little sister.”
“Don’t we all?” He rolled his eyes then noted the bottle in his younger brother’s hand, “Whatcha got there, Ty?”
“Oh, this here is Maria’s new vitamins. Matty read up that it helps the immune system of young girls to ward off the infections gotten from wearing clothes.”
“But I don’t wear clothing anymore.” She offered an innocent expression.
“I know that.” Tyson continued, “You prolly got infected from wearing clothes all these years. This here vitamin will disinfect your body.”
“Uh huh!” Jacob growled with a grimace; in his mind he knew they were birth control pills. At least his brother was thinking ahead. “Smart of Matty.” Jacob nodded, “You take those every day from here on, hear me Maria?”
“Yes Jacob. I promise.”
Tyson in turn opened the bottle and tapped it on his palm until a single pill landed there. Passing it to Maria, she pinched it between her fingers in order to get a good look at it up close. Behind her Jacob who had a bottle of water with him offered it up. “Wash it down.” She popped it into her mouth before taking a swig of water, then opened her mouth to show that she had swallowed it. “Good girl! Better close that mouth before we put somethin’ in it.” He laughed.
“Like what?” She grew inquisitive.
“Nothin’!” Tyson pointed up the staircase. “You can go back to your room now.”
“I’d rather go to your room, Tyson.”
Jacob puckered his lower lip at her reaction, “You’re up, Little Brother.”
“Can’t just yet. I’m expecting something in the mail here shortly. Go to your room Maria, I’ll come get you in a bit.”
“Okay.” She bounced back up the stairs almost skipping along. Her youthful exuberance was breathtaking. Not to mention that perfect fucking ass was impossible to avoid.
“What are you expecting?” Jacob narrowed his eyes.
“I bought her some toys. It’s time to get her used to more than just us fellas. Wiley’s out back with his drone. He’s flying a package up to her balcony for her to discover.”
“You boys are going to scare her shitless. You know how Matty’s theatrics has her on edge. Between Aunt Harriet and the bee buzzing noises she’s going to think she’s being swarmed.”
“I’ll go up when it arrives and open the doors to let her see it. If I’m with her she won’t be so afraid.”
“You’re mopping up her piss.”
“Whatever! Maggie’s liter still doing good?” Tyson mentioned his hunting dog’s new puppies.
“Feeding on momma like there’s no tomorrow. I’ll be in my room reading. Try and keep it down, I know how much Maria starts screaming these days.”
“Ain’t it beautiful?” Tyson chuckled, “My turn to get her riled up.”
“Owen and Wiley’s been keeping her wet humpin’ up a storm since Owen took her virginity. That was some good thinking getting her on protection. Sooner or later one of us is gonna nut a lil’ too deep and...”
“Don’t say it. Keep the younguns to the kennels.”
“My point exactly.” Jacob took his leave. On his way up he chuckled to himself, “White devil and wet humpin’, the kid’s got one hell of an imagination.” It wasn’t entirely her, his brothers, including himself were spinning tales every which way to keep her naïve and clueless. It didn’t take much to succeed at that.
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Outside the perimeter of the pool, just beyond sight of Maria’s bedroom balcony, Wiley Barnett set up his drone to carry a package when he got the signal to fly it in. In the meantime, he sat back against a wall of the courtyard and sipped his beer. Texting with one hand he let Tyson know he was ready when his brother was.
Getting the text on his way upstairs Tyson pocketed her birth control pills and replied back with, “T-minus five minutes. I need to take a leak.” He then went to his bedroom next to Maria’s, hovering over his private toilet to send a rather loud stream down into the basin. Relieving himself he used his one free hand to text Wiley, “Ready when you are Texas Twister.”
Chuckling at his nickname Wiley replied back with, “I was just thinkin’ Wileybird, like Whirlybird.”
“Text Matty to do his part.”
“On it.” He texted back then switched his text to Matthew in their father’s office, “Time to Auntie up.”
Matthew answered back with, “Harriet’s on her way. Start your engines.”
Within her bedroom Maria returned to cuddling with her stuffed giraffe Largo when her television turned on by itself, making her eyes bulge at her unexpected visitor. “Aunt Harriet?”
“Yes, child. I have a present for you. Things that will assist you on womanhood.”
“Really?” She sat up straight hugging Largo to her chest, his long neck between her breasts as if it were titty fucking her, it’s head under her chin, breasts crushed around it. “I like presents.”
“Good! Use the gifts as often as you can. Practice makes perfect.” With a faint rumble to her bed frame to give her a sensation of something approaching she heard the sounds of bees. She cringed a bit on her mattress bracing for whatever happened next. To Maria’s left the balcony doors clicked open and a gentle breeze circulated the curtains. Once open, the doors flung wide startling her. The buzzing growing louder from a distance she whimpered, fearing actual bees.
Tyson just outside her bedroom door found his cue when he spotted Wiley’s drone rising up over her balcony and moving into position. Walking in Tyson began his theatrics, “What in tarnation?”
“It is Aunt Harriet! See Tyson? I told you she would come back.” Maria pointed at her television all snowy but with a woman’s face faintly visible within it. Tyson stepped closer to examine the TV and shuffled backwards appearing haunted, colliding with Maria’s bed he sat down in shock.
“It is her.”
“Don’t be afraid.” Coming from Lil’ Miss Scaredykitty afraid of her own shadow, “Aunt Harriet is nice.” It’s her man friends that aren’t.” So very true. “Tell Tyson hello Aunt Harriet.”
From the TV speaker came a feminine voice, “There’s the sexiest Barnett.” She even whistled at him. Under his breath Tyson told Matthew, “Fuck you.” It was hilarious. Tyson then tilted his gaze toward the opened balcony doors. “What the bejeezus is that?”
“Is it yellowjackets?” She whimpered moving to hide behind him shyly.
“That’s one big bee.” Carefully Wiley flew the drone through the doors letting Maria see it and squeal at its invasion. She didn’t even care to see the package in its claws. Lowering closer to the floor the drone dropped the package then waited until Harriet over the TV spoke.
“Shoo! Return home to Heaven.” The drone lifted away and returned to the outside world, Wiley cracking up at hearing Matty talk as Harriet. Even Tyson had troubles keeping in character. Once the drone flew out her balcony doors swung shut and latched at Matty’s office controls.
“Is the really big bee gone?’ Maria hid her eyes in Tyson’s shirt.
“Craziest shit, I’ve ever seen. That really you in there, Harriet?” He left the bed to touch the TV screen, tapping it.
“Yes Tyson! You’ve grown into quite a handsome man. Hasn’t he, Maria?”
“Tyson is very handsome.” She bubbled back to herself. “Is that my present on the floor Aunt Harriet?”
“Yes, Sweetheart. You may open it.”
“Hold up now. We don’t know exactly what we’re dealing with here.” Tyson appeared leery waving her back until he could crouch down and examine the box, which was tied in a thin pink ribbon. It was an Amazon logo with the word Grace written in marker beneath it. Chuckling as if a masked cough Tyson recited to himself, “Amazon Grace... Amazing Grace. Coyote you’re a piece of work.”
“Open it, Tyson.” She grew eager flopping down to her knees with Largo still along for the ride. She was darling in her inquisitive gaze.
“Gimme a second.” He plucked a pocketknife from his denim jeans and extended the blade to sever the ribbons, slicing along the seals before putting it safely away. “Ready, Baby Sister?”
“READY!” She raised her voice excitedly.
“Here goes.” Flaps peeled aside he removes foam packing paper to find a number of things. “Well, I’ll be.”
“What is it?”
He slides the box toward her and let her dig inside, lifting up a nine-inch lifelike rubber dildo with batteries included, holding it up in awe she gasped, “Did someone have it cut off?”
“It’s not a real dick Maria. It’s called a dildo.”
“A dildo? Does the white devil live inside it?”
