TABOO TALES(erotica)

Mom smiled, kindly, and pulled a lock of her hair behind her ear. “Hey, you two are adults. It’s not like you’ve picked up someone off the streets. I think you both made a good choice of how to begin to learn about sex.”

Jen smiled. I chimed in and said, “You know, I think you two are probably the best example I know of really being in love.”

Mom and Dad both grinned. “Well thanks, Mark. That was nice of you to say.” said Dad.

“Did you guys know that Mark and I can hear you having sex from our rooms?” Jen asked. I chuckled.

They both exchanged startled looks, then began to laugh, embarrassedly.

“Well no, no we didn’t!” Mom said.

“Yeah, and you both should probably warn us if you’re going to do it in the living room. We were coming down the stairs to watch TV when we saw you two on the couch.” I said, grinning.

Again, they both looked totally shocked, then blushed before starting to laugh. Mom covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed and dad said, “We thought you two were asleep! We never even heard you!”

Jen giggled. “Yeah, we actually watched for just a minute because we just couldn’t believe what we were seeing. Then we snuck back upstairs and joked about it for an hour!”

We all laughed at our parent’s embarrassment.

“Well, I guess this family is a little more open than we all thought!” Dad said, still chuckling.

Wiping tears from her eyes, mom said, “I think I feel a little taken advantage of! They actually watched us ‘for a minute’ Rich!”

“Terrible kids.” he joked. “Just terrible.”

“So you’ve both seen us naked before, and we never knew it until now?!” mom asked. Jen and I both nodded and laughed.

“Well why do they get all the fun, Rich?” Mom asked Dad.

“I don’t know, Janet. I think they owe us one for that.” Dad teased.

“What?!” Jen said, giggling. I laughed.

“I think your father and I get to see you two in the act, to be fair.” Mom said, grinning.

“Mom!” Jen and I both exclaimed. Everyone laughed.

We all calmed down for a few minutes, resting from all the laughter and excitement.

Soon, Jen spoke up again. “Actually, I think that would kind of be fun.”

Everyone looked up at her. She went on, “I mean, why not? We’re all family, so who cares? Everyone in here has seen each other naked at least once now. Does it really matter now?”

I shrugged. “I think that’s a little weird, but whatever.”

Mom and Dad looked at each other. Mom looked back at us and said, “Well I was only kidding, but if you two would like us to see you both like that, I think we’re willing.”

Dad nodded. “Hey guys, we’re a family. If you’d like to include us in this part of your lives, I think that’s okay.

Jen looked at me and cracked up, merrily. “Do you want to?” She asked.

“Uh, let me think about that.” I teased.

Jen took my hand and led me down the hallway past our family pictures and into the den. We sat down together on one of the brown, leather couches and waited nervously for Mom and Dad. Mom walked in and smiled at the two of us and reached over to the dimmer and lowered the lights. She put her hand on my shoulder and sat down next to me, smiling at us both. Dad came in and sat down on the recliner, smiling at us all.

Jen grinned brightly and looked over at me. Our eyes stuck there for a minute, and our eagerness was slowly tempered by a feeling of honesty. I felt myself relax and she visibly calmed down too, and we smiled at each other as brother and sister. She raised her eyebrows, asking if I was ready, so I stood back up and turned to face Jen and my mother on the couch.

Jen smiled over at Mom and giggled.

Mom smiled, then looked at me and said, “Well Mark, are you going to show us girls what you’ve got hidden in there?”

I complied and reached down to begin unbuckling my belt.

I tried not to let it get to me that both my mom and sister were sitting in front of me, watching me undo my pants. I got the belt apart and easily undid the top button of my blue jeans and eased the zipper down. The front of my jeans began to spread apart as my erection finally was given room to stretch out. Both Jen and my mom had their eyes glued to my crotch as I spread my jeans apart and slid them down my waist, dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them.

I now stood in front of Jen and my mom wearing my t-shirt and a pair of black boxers, the fabric patterned with red gridlines. My dick was throbbing mightily, tenting forward against the opening of my boxers. I noticed Jen bighting her lip with a look of such enthusiasm and desire that I will never be able to get it out of my mind. She glanced up at me, then tucked her hair over her ear and scooted over on the couch to sit right in front of me. She reached up to my waist and slipped her warm fingertips under the top edge of my boxers. I felt a shiver race up my spine at her touch and felt myself starting to sweat. Jen looked no better. Her cheeks grew rosy and began to shimmer. Her hands trembled as she slowly began to slide the elastic down, centimeter by centimeter.

She began to expose the edges of my hips, then the front slid down and the trail of hair from my stomach down came into view. The front edge began to catch on the tip of my penis and would refuse to move any further, despite her continued pull on the sides of my boxers. Jen looked up at my face. Her clear, blue eyes were moist. She was less confident now, the excitement and nervousness becoming almost overwhelming to her. I lifted my hands and gently placed them on hers and gave her a smile, forcing my jaw to relax and pushing the corners of my taught lips upward. It wasn’t a great smile, but she knew the meaning behind it. I was okay and was giving her permission.

I took my hands away and she looked back down at my boxers straining against the top of my penis. She took a deep breath, then slid her fingers forward toward my groin and pulled the elastic upwards to unhook me, then out and down in one smooth motion, freeing me of my covering. She pulled the boxers down past my butt and let them fall as she gazed at my nakedness.

There I was in my full glory before her. My mom smiled, looking over to see Jen’s reaction as she took in this view. My naked penis stood before her hungry eyes, throbbing and pulsing in time with the blood coursing through my body. She looked at the vain traveling from the base of my scrotum to just under the head, then saw the skin tighten and firm into the smooth, mushroom-shaped, point. With wonder, she watched as the clear drops of pre-cum began to leak out of the tip, and she watched long enough for it to build up enough to begin it’s slow dribble down my shaft. I tried not to fidget nervously as I watched her looking now at how the wrinkled pouch of my scrotum hung down between my legs, gently drawing up and expanding back down as my body reacted to the air currents in the room. She allowed herself to indulge in looking at how my balls were cradled within that soft flesh, admiring the odd, yet pleasing shape of my sack.

She reached a trembling hand up towards my body and set her fingertips against the side of my pubes. She gently ran her fingers though the hair, gradually letting herself get closer and closer to the shaft. Her nails brushed through the denser hair as she cautiously inched their way deeper, and deeper, until she felt them come to rest in the slight dip just before my shaft protruded away from my body. She picked her other hand up and placed it on my bare thigh and slowly began to drag it up. She began to knead her fingertips in my pubes as she slid her other hand closer and closer to my groin. Pre-cum was continuing to leak out of my dick, occasionally gathering on the edge of the head and dribbling down onto the carpet.

Mom continued to watch as her daughter finally worked her hand up my thigh and slid her fingertips up through the hair on the other side of my dick. She continued to massage her fingertips into my body, her motions causing my shaft to bob up and down gently, sometimes causing my pre-cum to swing forward and back before falling to the ground or against my shaft.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Finally, Jen worked up her nerve and began to edge her right hand toward my shaft. When her hand lightly touched the skin I felt a jolt of warmth and my body trembled at the touch. Jen smiled quietly and drew her fingertips to the base of my shaft, then slid them up and around the top of the base, wrapping her lithe fingers around the shaft.