Orange Juice.
From Create Your Own Story
Mom looks really pretty this morning and you can’t help but stare down her cleavage. Realizing what you’re doing, you quickly tear your eyes away.
“Orange juice please,” you stammer. She pours and sets down a tall glass of juice before giving you a hug, pressing her chest against your head. “I love you honey,” she coos, “eat quickly, we have to leave in a little bit.” She kisses you on the top of the head before going back to preparing breakfast and giving you a perfect view of her ass. ‘I’m just tired,’ you think, concentrating on your breakfast.
“Whatcha looking at? Mom? That’s fucking weird bro,” Jessica whispers in your ear as she hugs you from behind.
“No Jess, shut up,” you hiss back, as your sister smirks and walks around to hug Mom.
“Good morning Mom!” she says.
“Good morning sweetie!” your Mom says, squishing Jess close. You can’t help but notice how their boobs press together.
Jess sits down while Mom finishes up her plate, before coming over and laying it down in front of Jess. You’re momentarily transfixed by the sight of her hanging boobs.
“Thanks Mom!” Jessica says and then stares you down as Mom turns away. Jess is teasing you again by wearing her favorite nightshirt, the one that’s too small, with a few buttons always undone. Maybe one day you’ll think of something to do about Jess’s teasing.
You and Jessica eat and talk about nothing in particular until it’s time to leave:
| You are: |
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| Josh, age 18 |
