Tag: Incest

Everybody had a nice lunch sitting around the kitchen table, with Kia’s brother and father stealing short glances at her, but Kia knew how to handle men, and acted as if nothing had happened at all. Her mother flitting around the kitchen as she was prone to do, fixing sandwiches and such.

After lunch, father and son went off fishing, and Kia and her mother sat together at the kitchen table. It was time for mom, Kia thought. The only question was how. She got up and sat on the kitchen counter with her short skirt and no panties and let her mom steal a good look at her. She could tell her mom was trying not to look, but knew that she was. “Hi mommy” Kia says, with a big smile, and her mom smiles back “Hi Kiki”. She spreads her legs a little bit further to give her mom a bit more of a look. “I need you to come her mommy”, and when her mother walks over to her, she wraps her legs around her mother’s waist and says “I got you now mom”. Read more »

Kia let the warm shower wash over her. Her morning time with her brother Nicky was fullfilling, and she should probably let well enough alone, but she might as well let things happen as they will, and at least go downstairs and say good morning to her mom and dad.

She had always been considered the pretty one in the family. Growing up in this house with her brother and sister, it brought it all back. Her sister the smart one, her brother the athelete. She the natural beauty. The beauty contests, the cheerleading, the pretty dresses and skirts all the time. She never minded. She felt lucky to have been given her looks, and maybe it did make her a little vain, and able to take advantage of others on occasion, because like any beauty, she learned at any early age being young and pretty with a smile opens doors that are closed otherwise. Life comes naturally when you are the pretty one.

She dried off from the shower, and – not that she was going to try anything – and put on a skin tight tshirt, skipping the bra, and a short mini skirt – skipping the panties. Maybe a little light perfume behind her ears. All she was doing was dressing comfortably, nothing wrong with that, she told herself. that’s it. Read more »

After John died, Suzanne went through a really dark period. Here she was, a woman in her 40s, and how do you start again in life after losing someone, especially in middle age? So it was a bit of a comfort when her daughter Kari suggested coming home for awhile to help her out and get her back on her feet and maybe a little bit more back into life. Physically, Kari had always taken after John more than Suzanne, and was easily a foot taller than her mother, and even her shoulders were strong, much like John. Whenever mother and daughter hugged, Suzanne could sometimes almost feel a little overwhelmed by the strength of her daughter’s arms and shoulders, and would close her eyes holding onto the moment. And so, as the day of Kari’s arrival came closer, she began to look forward to the comfort of that again, that closeness, and – by the way – she thought, she well deserved it after what she had gone through. Read more »