What Lena Wants -Chapter 5 - Sex Stories

What Lena Wants -Chapter 5

Hello again, Lovelies! I have another chapter for yous! I just love Milo and Lena, and I hope you do, too! Xoxo, Cede <3 --------- ”We’ll convert Sam’s old room into a nursery for the baby,” My mom chattered. She slathered butter on a canned, refrigerator biscuit. “Don’t you think, Lucy?” Lucy looked up from the plate of meatloaf she was picking at, and nodded. “Yeah,” she replied. Her voice sounded empty, and she looked pale. I squinted at my brother’s pregnant girlfriend from across the table. Milo wasn't paying any attention, and was texting under the table. Lucy seemed more spacy than usual, not that mom seemed to notice. Except for the bloating around her face, Lucy didn't look pregnant. Her stomach was as flat as ever, and she didn't seem to have much morning sickness. I was still holding out for Lucy to confess she was making the whole ’pregnant with Milo’s baby’ thing up. It hadn’t happened yet, but a girl could dream. “It’s okay to be upset about your parent’s,” mom said, patting Lucy’s hand. “You have us, and we will always be here to help you raise my grandbaby.” My phone buzzed between my thighs. With a quick tap, I unlocked the screen to see that Milo had sent me a message. ’do you think Lucy will cry about her parents kicking her out for much longer? It's been four hours since she moved in, and she hasn't stopped crying!’ I gave Milo a pointed look. He knew Lucy checked his phone, and would see the text to me. Then she would freak out on both of us, and it ...

... would be horrible. It was bad enough that I had to force him to delete the dick pics he had sent me. I’m pretty sure Milo was dropped on his head as a baby, and that is why he does such thoughtless stuff. My phone buzzed again. ’Do you want to see Superman with me tonight? ;)’ “I’m full,” I stated, and shoved out of my chair. My fork clattered against my plate when I picked it up to take it to the sink to scrape it. What the fuck was Milo thinking? His pregnant fucking girlfriend had just moved in, and he somehow wanted to find time for us to have a quickie? Why didn't we just announce our relationship to everyone. Maybe send an email to dad, Sam and Peter? Or we could get a photo postcard printed at CVS to send to gramma and pop pop? “So, is Lois in the mood for a hot date?” Milo asked, slithering up behind me. I jumped at the suddenness of him standing there. He wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his chin on my shoulder. “Mmm, Your hair smells good.” “Mi-lo,” I stressed, trying to squirm out of his embrace. I set my dirty dishes on the counter. “Lucy and mom are right there!” “Lay-na,” he imitated, “and we’re right here.” He grabbed at my hand, trying to lead it to his crotch. “Come on, I want you so bad. See, Clark is very happy to see you.” I tugged my hand away. My nipples prickled with sensation, and I wanted to just breeze on past common sense and have my brother fuck me madly on the kitchen counter. He leaned in and kissed me, his hands holding my face tenderly. I ...