Mother, sister, brother, lover
Twenty year old Julie Barnes walked into her bedroom and gasped, her eighteen year old younger brother was sitting on her bed and holding her dildo, the drawer in her bedside cabinet was open, he was so intent on studying it he didn’t hear her come in.
“Robbie what the hell are you doing?” she said and strode towards him.
Blushing he stood and fumbled the small penis shaped dildo, dropping it on the carpet. He had obviously turned it on as it now it bumbled and rolled over the carpet. Julie bent to pick it up grasping it into her fist to turn it off. It tumbled out and rolled away buzzing gently. Robbie laughed and scampered after it.
“It’s not funny, what the hell were you doing snooping through my things?”
Robbie blushed and mumbled as he stooped to grab the dildo. He raised it triumphantly and switched it off.
“There you go sis, one lovely dildo, safe and sound.”
He handed it to Julie and turned to go.
“Robbie, you still haven’t told me why you were in here and what you were doing, apart from invading my privacy and playing with something you have no right to touch!” Julie’s voice rose as she turned on him. “Just what the hell were you thinking?”
“Sorry sis, I just sort of came in and well you know..”
“Actually I don’t know so please tell me why the hell you were here and what you were doing?”
“You’ll get mad at me, I know you, you’ll be all sweet then you’ll just kill me.”
“Try me?”
“Nope, I don’t think you’d understand.”
“Tell me or I’ll tell Mum.”
“Oh yeah, what, that I was playing with your dildo friend there.” He pointed at the slim rubber penis in her hand.
“You think she doesn’t know?” Julie’s left eyebrow raised in question.
“What? Mum knows about it, yeah right, you’re bluffing.”
“Again, Try Me?”
“You’re kidding right?”
“Nope, it’s true, so that blows your bargaining chip out the window, so come clean little brother or you’re toast.”
“Fuck, you’re serious aren’t you, she does know?”
Julie nodded and placed the dildo on her bed, sitting next to it.
“Come on out with it you little perv, why and what.”
“Knickers.”
“Knickers?”
“Knickers.”
“OK, I’ll buy it, why knickers?”
“well you know on websites like Literotica the brother always finds his sisters knickers fascinating and uses them to er,,,”
“Toss himself off with them?”
“Yeah, well they always find the dirty ones and smell them and rub them on their dick then come in them.”
“So why are you looking in my bedside cabinet, my knickers are in the chest of drawers over there and the dirty one’s are in the laundry basket.”
“I know I went through them; you’re pretty boring in that department aren’t you. They’re all pretty standard big pants, no thongs, no French Knickers, no girly boxers or anything.”
“I prefer comfort over sexy, especially as I’ve no one to be sexy for.”
“You’ve not got many bras either, just a couple of bog standard white things.”
“Small boobs, no need, they’re just for show really, I rarely need to wear one.”
“Wow, you’re usually braless, fucking hell, that’s enough to give a boy a boner.”
“Oh gross, I’m your sister, please tell me you don’t get off on my underwear?”
“Well I have wanked off into your bra once or twice, but I made sure it went straight in the wash afterwards.”
“Eugh yuck, why did you do that, which one I’ll never wear it again.”
“Well it’s not in the drawer now and I didn’t see it in the wash basket.” Robbie grinned and stared at her chest.
“Oh no, not the one I’m wearing, oh that was my favourite and now I can’t wear it again. ”
Julie turned her back on Robbie and began to unbutton her blouse then pulled it over her head, unclasping the bra she flung it backwards at Robbie.
“Here you might as well keep it, I’ll never use it again.” She pulled her top back on and rebuttoned the top two buttons on the blouse.
Robbie picked it up and sighed.
“Thanks sis, it’s lovely and warm, mmmm”
Robbie buried his face in it and breathed in his sister’s scent.
“Oh stop that, you little perv, I never want to see that again. She was panting from the effort of pulling her bra off and redressing. Her nipples grazed the blouse and formed little indents. Robbie stared in fascination and licked his lips.
“What now you perver, God, just get out and leave me alone.”
Robbie grinned and waved the bra at her,
“Thanks for the present sis, I really will treasure it, bye.” He strode out the bedroom humming.
“Bastard,” said Julie, tucking her blouse back in.
She went to her bedside cabinet and tucked the dildo back into it’s box, closed the lid and slammed the drawer shut with her knee. She went to her chest of drawers and checked through her knicker drawer. The perv had been careful but she could see he had been through her stuff. She tidied it quickly, closed the drawer and went to the one below, extracting a jumper and shut the drawer. She pulled the jumper over her head and down over her top. She felt her stiff nipples as her hands smoothed the woolen down.
“Oh you perver, you got off on my nipples. right buster, you’re fair game now.” She went out and closed the door.
Next Day
After work she went for a drink with some colleagues before heading back. At home her Mum, Sally, was sitting at the table in the kitchen with a glass of wine.
“Hi Julie, good day?”
“Not bad, nothing special. just same old same old. How was your day?”
“Pretty average, you eaten yet or are you happy to help me make something?”
“I’ll get my coat off. Mum can I talk to you seriously about Robbie.”
“Sure, what’s he up to now?”
“What makes you say that?”
“Your tone and the fact he’s been through my knickers and bras, has he done that to you?”
“Yes and he found my, err, ‘little friend’ and was holding it when I caught him in my room.”
Sally laughed and shook her head,
“sounds like our Robbie is starting to get some kinky thoughts about his Mum and Sister, are you worried?”
“Pissed off really, I never would have done that to him, why me?”
“He’s a boy, you’re a girl, his hormones are raging, he’s like a dog on heat, you show a bit of ankle and he’s hard as a rock. I caught him trying to look down my top the other day.”
“Whaatt! you’re his mother, what did you do?”
“Called his bluff and pulled my t-shirt off and offered him a better look.”
“Mum, that’s wicked, what did he do.”
“Almost came in his pants but his willy was being strangled by his tight jeans, he went red and muttered something and fled, no doubt he had that little boy out and was pulling himself off in his room, more washing.” Sally grinned and mimicked a wanking motion. Julie blushed and put her hands to her face, stifling a laugh.
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