Louise is mom; Barbara is the daughter; and Buddy is the son. Just a comment. If the asshole of LIT responds to this or any of my stories with his usual nasty and gay ass comments, I'll delete it. Now on with my story.
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Barbara saw what her mother Louise and her brother Buddy had done with and to each other last night, well part of it anyway. When Barbara confronted her mom Louise had to sit down. Her daughter's words not only shocked and surprised her, but embarrassed her terrible. Louise had no idea her daughter was home she had planned to stay out all night. So, now mom knew she had to explain why she and Buddy were in her bed making love. Mom sat at the table across from Barbara and tried to take her daughter's hand. Barbara pulled it away.
"What the hell mom? Are you so hard up, horny and such a slut you had to fuck my brother?" Barbara said as nasty as she could.
Louise replied: "If you would let me explain maybe you'll understand Barbara. It's not exactly what it looks like. There are reasons."
Barbara looked at her mother and said: "Oh really. Well what are they mother?"
Louise took a drink of her coffee and then took a deep breath. She looked into her daughter's eyes and said: "This may be hard to follow sweetie but your brother has never had sex or any kind of long term relationship with a woman. In fact he tells me he has never seen a real woman's body fully nude. He came to me for help."
"I sort of told him what women like sexually. I explained our bodies and even let him see me. I'm not proud of this but I'm not sorry either. Now that it's out in the open I think I need to explain to you what has happened between your brother and me."
"You showed him your body? And then told him to do you? I heard you say it mother. God! Why my brother?" Barbara said.
Louise shook her head no and then said: "Well that's no exactly the way it started Barbara. It started out with me just sort of teaching him."
"At fist we just talked and I explained about a woman's body. The first time I showed him my body, well actually only my breasts, was to show him what I was telling him. It started out with me teaching him about a female's body. But, there was no touching, not at first, I just showed him."
"But, as time went by, he kept asking to feel them. And,and the look in his eyes, I knew he really wanted to feel them. Your brother was so excited, and if the truth be known, so was I. It excited me a little more each time we were together. So one day as we talked, I just took his hand and I put them on my breasts and I let him touch me here."
Mom was pointing at her breasts. Then she said: "As time went by I explained more and more how women like to be touched and where on our breasts feel the best. How our nipples are so sensitive and how it feels being touched there. Things like that. I let him touch me to practice and when he did it wrong I showed him what he was doing wrong. I show him how to squeeze them and lift them and play with them. Then I taught him how to roll the nipple between his thumb and index fingers. It was stimulating for both of us. He was playing with my beasts just like an experienced man would do it. It excited me more than I realized at the time."
"But mom I saw you completely nude and he was too. You were both dry humping together on your bed. He fingered you to an orgasm. I saw it. And I mean I watched as my brother went down on you and licked you down there. That wasn't just feeling you up. How the hell do you go from feeling your tits to rubbing out an orgasm with you?" Barbara said as her voice went up to the next level.
"I know", her mother told her. "I know. It sort of escalated, sort of got out of control with the touching part. Please let me try and explain what has been going on baby. It shouldn't have happened but it did and it's still going on Barb. We both enjoy it and no one is hurt." Louise answered.
Louise was just shaking her head as her daughter sat there looking at her like she was some kind of monster. Finally mom said: "Let me explain more what happened after that first time. Please Barb, just listen and try and understand."
Barbara said: "OK mom, I'm listening but this better be good."
Louise looked at her daughter and took her hand again, this time she didn't pull away. Then Louise said: "After he played with my breast that first time we sort of did it each time we talked. At first he would immediately ask to take off my top and I did it for him most of the time."
"After a while, it got to the point that he didn't even ask any more, he just did it. We would sit facing each other talking and your brother would just reach over and lift my blouse over my head or unbutton it and take it off. I never stopped him any more now, in fact I stopped wearing a bra when we talked so he could enjoy my tits. Actually he enjoyed seeing and playing with them, and I enjoyed his touch. I then began to masturbate him. You know jerking him off."
Barbara sat there drinking her coffee and asked: "So what, you just pulled out his cock and jerked him off? How did that part happen?"
Her mother said: Just listening. You see Buddy was in,...well sort of in pain from seeing my breasts and touching them, and playing with the nipples. He even sucked on them."
"Yea so what has than got to do with pain? What kind of pain", her daughter asked?
Mom said: "You know! He was so hard Barbara, so very hard. His cock was hard sweetie. And he looked like he was in pain."
Barbara rolled her eyes but didn't say anything. Mom continued: "In fact, when I finally realized what was wrong with him, I told him to take it out of his jeans for me. He has a very nice cock Barbara. Your brother's cock was bright red and it looked like it really hurt. He was in pain Barb, sexual pain. It looked so thick and long and it actually was throbbing right in front of me. It was my fault sweetie. I got him in that condition."