Mom taught my b*****r and I about sex. - Sex Stories

Mom taught my b*****r and I about sex.

A Story By: MarieL My mother was more like an older s****r than a mother, perhaps her divorce from daddy had something to do with it, but I was just a teenager, and way too young to be hanging out with my mother, not that I thought she needed to as she was all woman and never without a man panting after her. 'We need to talk sex'. My mother looked up from her coffee, 'Why', she asked, her eyes dropping to my stomach, looking for the answer. I left it hanging there, just to hear her reaction, 'Are you in trouble', she finally asked? My younger b*****r was laughing, as the breakfast table came alive to the sounds of sex. 'Not yet mother dear', I replied sardonically, school project, 'too many teens fucking, so we have to draw attention to the fact, at what makes babies'. 'I am sure with the internet you k**s know as much as I do', she replied, I was reaching into my bag and produced a paper, with questions. Mum looked at it, shook her head in mock disbelief, 'This is more fantasist than factual', she said, 'is your teacher a man by any chance'? The fact that he was made me curious, 'Why do you say that', I asked her, the girls in our class called him 'Creepy'. 'The questions are all about you and your approach to sex, how you feel about it, and more importantly, are you sexually active'. Mum's eyes were lit up like twin beacons, 'He's looking for weaknesses to exploit, your teacher is a p**o, and he wants inside your panties'. She was always like that, her own life's ...

... experiences had taught her that, and from those few statements it began to dawn on me she was right. My b*****r who sat quietly alongside us, was too wrapped up in his music with his ear buds in to realise the air was blue with female sexual innuendo, 'Perhaps if he had been listening he might have learned something', I said to mum, as I looked at him, but Mum replied, 'He will, in fact you both will', and she put the paper down, reached across the table and pulled his ear buds out. 'Right listen up, you two are going to learn about sex, and trust me, you wont forget about it'. I looked across at my b*****r, his blank expression was met by my own equally and slightly shocked expression, as Mum went on to explain just how powerful sex is, how people use it to attain a hold over others, 'The more you know about sex, your own bodies, and how to recognize when you are being targeted, you will be several steps up the rung and be able to know how to deal with it'. 'Peter, stand in front of your s****r'. My b*****r looked at me, then mother, and back to me, 'Why', he asked, 'Just do it', was her firm reply. My b*****r rose from his seat and came around the table and stood facing me, 'Closer', she said, and he shuffled up close until our noses almost touched. 'Now kiss your s****r on her mouth'. I started to protest, and he hesitated, 'Do it', ordered mother, and our lips touched. There was something chemical happening there, as our lips met and pressed against each other, but there was no ...