My name's Brandi. My brother George and I had to move back home when COVID 19 hit. We had both lost our jobs and even though we were in our mid 20's we still had to move back home with our Mom. Our parents are divorced and Dad didn't have room and he was kind of a jerk so we didn't really have a choice.
My two friends, Wendy and Kelly, and I had developed a YouTube channel giving dating advice, makeup tips and general other life lessons that we had learned in our short years. It was really taking off and we were all super happy with it. It was mostly due to the fact that half our subscribers were men and that we wore low cut tops and often went braless. The best part though, was that we were actually making money with it too. That helped Mom out as she was struggling to keep food on the table for two twenty-something kids she'd thought would be gone by now.
George wasn't doing crap and seemed to be in a depressed mood all the time. He kept interrupting our videos every chance he got. I think he was jealous that I had found a new way to make a living while he was still jobless and had lost his girlfriend during the pandemic. She didn't die, they just broke up. Anyway, he kept bugging me to wrestle him like we used to when we were younger. Right before I went away to college, I'm the older sister, we had a huge wrestling match in front of all our friends and I kicked his ass. He's never gotten over it and was truly embarrassed. Finally I agreed because I knew he'd never stop until I said yes and told him we'd meet him in the basement. My bedroom wasn't big enough for one and second, it's also my studio where we film all our videos.
So there we were me, Wendy and Kelly and my brother George. He was taller but still skinny and I was sure I could easily beat him, boy was I wrong. Everything I did he had a counter for and time after time he'd pin me. Then he started tickling me. He seemed to like to tickle under my arms where his hand just happened to brush across my breast. He wasn't actually groping me so I wasn't sure if it was an accident or on purpose but it was still weird. I noticed he did the same to Wendy and Kelly.
Finally the three of us decided to attack him together. Somehow he got us all underneath him and just lay on us so that we couldn't move. And that's how our mom and her friend found us.
"What the Hell is going on?" Mom asked. "George get off your sister and her friends. What's wrong with you?"
"It's not entirely his fault Mom," I said. "He challenged us to wrestle and we agreed."
We were all panting and out of breath.
"And why did you want to do that?" she asked George.
He mumbled something under his breath.
"What?" Mom asked.
"I think he said because this time I won," I replied.
"Is that what you said?" Mom asked.
"Yes!" George shouted. "Last time she beat me and humiliated me in front of all my friends."
"So your pride was hurt a little bit?" She asked. "Too bad no no one saw you beat them, except me and Gwen. But I'll tell you what if you can beat us I'll tell everyone you beat five women and are the best wrestler in this household. Deal?"
"What?" George said surprised.
"Huh?" Gwen asked.
"Mom, no," I said.
"But first, take off those sweaty clothes," Mom said.
George, now donned in only his boxers, wrestled Mom with all he had and she almost pinned him a couple times, even got him in a headlock, but he managed to escape. I swear I saw his tongue slip out and lick her breasts as he did so. Mom's boobs are bigger than mine, so it might have been his mouth was just open because he was breathing really hard. He finally got Mom pinned to the ground. Then he did something new. He put his butt right in Moms face, hovering just inches above it. Then he took her arms and held them against his chest and tickled her under the arms and along her ribs, and the sides of her big, saggy boobs.
"Do you give up?" George asked.
"Yes, now get your butt out of my face!" Mom said, smacking his ass as soon as he let go of her hands.
"Ow!" George cried.
"Oh is someone getting cranky and tired?" Mom asked poking him in the ribs.
"Hey, stop!" he said jumping back and laughing.
"Gwen's turn," I sang. Then I started chanting, "Gwen! Gwen! Gwen!" soon everyone joined in except George.
"You ready?" Gwen asked.