Ken Preston

Loving mother

CHAPTER ONE

Ann Reynolds stood in the doorway to her daughter's bedroom, staring with shocked eyes at her son's flushed face – and his sturdy cock sticking straight out from his body! He leaped off the bed as though it was on fire.

"Uh, hi Mom! When did you get home?"

"Rick, I can't believe this! To find you sucking your sister's pussy! Bunny, I'm ashamed of you!"

Ann was furious. Her daughter looked up at her mother, her eyes round with fear. She knew about her mother's temper. The blonde teen-ager lay frozen on the bed, her legs still spread, her cunt-hair wet with her pussy-juice. Her pink nipples stood straight up. She was naked as the day she was born.

Ann stepped into the bedroom and seized her son's arm. She shook him, furiously, making his hard cock swing back and forth. He was jay-bird naked. And frightened.

"I wasn't hurting Bunny, Mom. Honest. We… we got to fooling around. Teasing. You know. She dares me to kiss her pussy, and…"

"I don't want to hear about it, Rick. Shame! Brothers are not supposed to have sex with their sisters. You know that. It's naughty."

"Carol does, Mom. Her brother fucks her every day, after school. Rick didn't fuck me. He just…"

"Hush! Such gutter language, Bunny! Get up. Get your clothes on. I'll talk to you about this later."

The girl pouted, but she got up and put her robe on.