Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

Go Ahead, Keep Going! Pt. 03

... this. There must be something wrong with me."

I laid a hand on her shoulder and rubbed it with tender affection. "Mom, the only thing wrong with you is your inexplicable taste in men. Forget about those guys. We just need to stick together as a family."

She rested her hand over mine and squeezed it. "You're right, Devin."

Mom leaned in and wrapped her arms around me, enveloping me in her womanly warmth. I felt her breasts press firmly against my chest and tried my best not to think about that. This was no time for getting horny.

"Go check on your sister," she breathed in my ear. "I don't want her getting too upset."

"Sure thing, Mom. Love you."

She kissed me on the cheek and smiled. "Such a handsome and caring young man. I love you too, honeybun."

A moment later I knocked on my sister's bedroom door as gently as possible. It was ajar as always, but I wasn't about to barge in. "Allie, can I come inside?"

"Go away!" she bellowed from within.

"Mom just wanted me to make sure you were okay. Sorry for bothering you."

I turned and started back for the kitchen.

"Don't ACTUALLY go away, you shitwit," I heard her holler. "That was just a conversational device. You're supposed to come in and comfort me anyway."

"Ah jeez, Alice."

I pushed the door open. She was pacing around in her room like a caged animal, stomping on the carpet in her stocking feet. She looked a bit like a Peanuts character in her ill-fitting clothes and thick, foggy glasses. ...

... She was 5'2" and petite, and yet her sweater was an XXL. It hung limply off her tiny frame. I could swear she never tried anything on before buying it, but that was Alice. Never one to be self-conscious.

"That chauvinistic pig," she was saying. "I find it baffling how you managed to turn out so decent, given the species of man she habitually shelters."

"Just forget about it. You wanna watch something to take your mind off it?"

She froze in her tracks and shot me a hard look. Her scowl cracked into a sneer. The mischief was back in her eyes now and I wasn't sure if I liked the idea brewing in her diabolical little noggin.

"You know what? No," she said. "I have a notion to start a commotion."

"What?"

"The rat bastard!" she spouted and ran out the door, leaving me alone in her messy bedroom. I sighed and wondered if I should chase after her again. But in less than a minute she reappeared, cradling a wicker basket full of eggs in her arms. She'd been gifted the basket for Easter one year and had no doubt just pulled a couple dozen eggs from the kitchen refrigerator undetected.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"We're going to egg his house," she declared. "This is now a military operation."

I shook my head at her wearily. "That's a really bad idea, Alice."

She pouted. "Oh come on, Devin, don't be cowardly. I'm told that's generally perceived as unattractive."

Well, shit.

"Seriously, Alice?"

She stuck out her lower lip and glowered at me. "I know ...