The Siblings

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Roughly two years prior to Michelle’s experience, her brother Michael had a sexual awakening of his own.His family had staged a small pool party for a few of his friends, as well as some friends of his sister, Michelle. Michael and his friends had all recently graduated High School, while his sister and her friends were all sixteen and seventeen years old.The boys spent a good bit of the day keeping a watchful eye on Michelle and her friends as they frolicked about in their bikinis. There was minimal direct interaction between the two factions as the boys splashed in the pool and the girls stretched out in their lounge chairs.The boys kept one another posted on each of the girls’ moments as well as updated assessments of each of their bodies. The girls did much the same, whispering behind a veiled hand in the most obvious fashion. Occasionally, one of the participants would get bold enough to shout out to the other side, but that was about as brave as any of them got.Michael, on the other hand, wasn’t nearly as impressed. He had become obsessed with women’s breasts and he strongly believed that “the bigger the better” was the way to go. The largest of the girls was perhaps a C-cup and the rest of them were a modest B-cup or less.Michael casually mentioned multiple times that the guys should check out his mother, who was also sunning herself on the pool deck. The other guys didn’t seem very interested, but Michael had been fascinated by his mother and her DDDs for quite some time.It was only the escort kocaeli second time that Michael had seen his mother in that particular swimsuit. It was a significantly large bikini, particularly the top, which was a wide harness that directed her breasts noticeably outward. There was not much exposure of her chest, other than a deep, wide ravine of cleavage.A late-afternoon rain called an early end to the party. Michael and his sister each cleaned themselves up in their respective bathrooms. Afterward, Michael returned to his room. He couldn’t get the sight of his bikini-clad mother out of his mind. He paced around his room with a modest erection, occasionally lightly pleasuring himself.Michael had not had any prior sexual experience with women. He had never even had a girlfriend, mostly because he didn’t really find girls his age to be sexually attractive.From his room, he could hear his mother in the bathroom. She was drawing a bath as she was undressing and cleaning up for the night. His mind was scattered as he thought about her voluptuous, bare breasts. He wondered about how he could possibly get a good look at them.Michael wandered through the house. His father had just entered the bathroom that he and Michael shared, and his sister was in her bedroom studying with the door closed. While their family almost never locked the interior doors to the house, it was customary to knock and never enter a closed door without permission. Michael racked his brain, trying to invent a scenario kocaeli anal yapan escort to get himself into the bathroom with his mother.Michael knocked urgently on the bathroom door.“I am in the bathtub. What do you want?” his mother shouted in the direction of the door.“Mom, I really need to pee! Can I come in?” Michael pleaded.“Use the other bathroom. I am in the tub, Michael,” she responded dismissively.“The door is locked and dad is in the shower. I can’t hold it much longer,” he groaned.“Go outside then,” she retaliated.“It’s still raining hard out there. I think there is lightning, too. I really have to go. Please, mom?”“Okay, go ahead,” she said in a defeated tone.Michael burst into the bathroom. He took a casual look at the bathtub, only to find his mother slouched down and completely covered with bath bubbles. He crept closer to her and as he stood in front of the toilet, he realized that he hadn’t really thought all of this scenario through.Now just an arms-reach away from his mother, he slowly fumbled with his zipper. He cautiously fished his semi-erect cock out of his shorts and pointed it toward the toilet.After a minute had elapsed, his mother chirped, “It doesn’t seem like you had to go very bad, Michael.”He could see that she looked in his direction as she had said that. His face was getting increasingly red. The thought that she had seen his cock increased his arousal as he continued to try to encourage the flow.It took an additional izmit yabancı escort two minutes for Michael to finally get the flow going. By that time, his cock was noticeably erect, and he had to actively direct it down toward the toilet. The stream lasted for an extremely brief time before it cut off abruptly.“That’s what the big fuss was all about, Michael?” his mother barked.Michael could see that she looked in his direction again. He scrambled to stuff his erection back into his shorts, hoping that she hadn’t noticed. He regretted his plan as it had completely backfired. His best hope was to get out of there with as little embarrassment as possible.He had just wedged his cock back into his pants, although it found itself “in limbo” as it was still sticking out of the fly of his underwear. As he flushed the toilet and turned to make a hasty retreat, his mother quipped, “Michael, if you want to see me naked, you should just be a man and tell me so.”Michael froze. It took a while to process what she had just said. He was sure that he had heard her incorrectly.Still, with his back turned, Michael said the boldest words that he had ever spoken.“Mother, I really, really want to see you naked.”Michael heard the splashing of water. He thought to himself that this scenario couldn’t be real. He must be dreaming.As he turned around, he found his mother rising to her feet in the bathtub. Water and soapsuds dripped from her body, slowly revealing it.Michael had seen a lot of internet porn through the years, much of it revolved around MILF’s and mother-son encounters. He was convinced that his mother’s body rivaled that of any that he had ever seen previously. Michael stared blankly as she slowly wiped away the majority of the soapsuds.“Take your clothes off, Michael,” she asked.

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