Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 02

... forehead, cradling her tiny frame to mine.

"I love you too, Alice." I brushed the hair out of her face. "Even though you are a peculiar girl."

Dirty Language

A few minutes later I stepped out into the hallway and quietly closed the door behind me. I started toward my bedroom, hoping to relieve some of that tension in my jeans. Fuck, those legs! Those tits! That undersized bra... On second thought, I didn't need to buy her any new clothes at all. The ones she had on were fine. Sentimental value and all.

"Devin?"

I swung around and saw our mother standing in the hallway, clad in her morning bathrobe. She held the newspaper in one hand and a coffee in the other. The bathroom door hung open and fresh steam wafted from it.

"Oh... Good morning, Mom."

"Morning, sweetie." Mom's hair was still damp from the shower. Long, dark strands of it snaked around her elegant features. Her curious eyes roamed from Alice's door to mine and then back again. "Baby. Were you... were y'all messin' around last night?"

I stuffed my hands in my pockets and froze in mortified shock. "W-What do you mean, Mom?"

She hit me with her best 'you know what I mean' look and shook her head wearily. "Sounded like you two were caterwauling in there well past your bedtimes. Playing with your video games and such. Now, I couldn't make out everything you were saying in there..."

Thank God.

"...but I just KNOW I heard some filthy language. You're influencing your sister to have a potty ...

... mouth, aren't you?"

"No, no of course not. Sorry about the noise, Mom." I glanced unwittingly at her chest and saw that the robe hung partially open, revealing more than enough to get me started. The exposed area of flesh sloped down from her cleavage into a V shape that ended at her soft plump belly, stopping just short of the Promised Land. I averted my gaze, she looked down at herself, and with a feigned cough she pulled the robe closed.

"Look, I know what you're up to," she said, her voice hushed.

I stared back at her. "... You do?"

She nodded with great severity. "It's those video game chats and those Youtube channels you're watching that's doing it. It's making you all into potty mouths!"

I let out a sharp sigh of relief. Mom pointed her rolled-up newspaper at me and waggled it with each syllable. "But Alice, you know, she's usually oblivious to these sorts of things until someone puts ideas in her head. I swear, the girl's bright but she's got horse blinders on. So DON'T test me."

"But mom, Allie's already watching all that stuff without me--"

"Devin!"

I nodded bashfully. "Sorry, Mom. I'll be good."

She sighed, "You know, I was talking to Amber from work yesterday and she has two boys and a girl that are about you and Allie's age. She says she's been reading these articles about how it's all because of these Discord servers and these "mods" and that got me thinking about cyber terrorism..."

I caught myself staring at her tits again. The ...