The Mind of a Teenager ch6
Authors note: I'm working on a proof reader for these stories. For now, please bare with me. I do my best to reread everything I've written but sometimes the slip ups still get through.
When Kyle got home that day Lindsay was stood by the sink as she helped tidy away some of the spare dishes from the night before. Meanwhile, Cara was seated on the couch and watched some weird tv-show about robot cops.
"Hey guys." He said, as he came in.
"Hello." Lindsay smiled.
"Hi." Cara smiled at him too.
"What you guys up to?"
"Just watching robocops." Cara spun around on the couch so that she was leant against the armrest.
"Mom's not feeling great. So I'm doing the housework." Lindsay turned back to her dishes.
"Is she in bed?" Kyle asked.
"Yeah. Dads not been home yet and I think it's making her feel worse." Lindsay added.
"Do you think he will come back this time?" Cara asked, a hint of sadness could be heard in her voice.
Kyle looked at Cara. She wore a red T-shirt with shorts and slippers. Lindsay on the other hand wore tight leggings and one of her usual sweatshirts.
"Hard to say. Whether he comes back or not, it makes no difference." He said.
"How can you say that?"
Lindsay was no longer washing the dishes. She now faced him and he noticed that her sweatshirt was damp near her breasts. She must have splashed herself while she was rubbing soap and water into the plates. He glanced down at the wet cotton of her shirt and at her breasts before bringing his eyes back up to her face.
"Just because he's our father, doesn't mean he's better off in our lives. I've never been close with dad and that's on him." Kyle said as he picked a couple of grapes from the fruit bowl on the counter.
Lindsay thought then that Kyle was maturing, but she didn't like to admit it. She knew deep down that he was right. However, she found it to be a truth much harder to accept.
"You think so?" Cara asked.
"I know so." He smiled at her.
Despite their sexual endeavours, Cara was still his sister and he cared for her like he always had done. Lindsay smiled at her younger brother with pride. She would have sucked him off there and then if Cara wasn't in the room.
Something about him now made her hot. Yes, he did have the power to control peoples minds but that in way made her or excited around him.
"I'm gonna go check on mom." He said as he left his sister's downstairs.
Kyle took each step one by one until he got to the top of the stairs. Slowly, he approached her bedroom door and clicked the knob. The door creaked open a-jar and darkness was all he saw. The smell of heat and sweat met his nostrils and he was beginning to make out the shape of her king sized bed.
Her walls and drapes were of a darker shade and her bedsheets matched them. He narrowed his eyes to make out a limp figure laying lifelessly in the centre of the bed. Kyle took in the sight of her pale legs as they dangled off of the edge. The sheets covered most of her body but as he moved closer, he noticed that a lot of her top half was not covered. He stepped into the dark room for a better look.
"Mom?"
No answer. As he got closer he could hear the feint sound of her purring. His mother often snored and he assumed that is what he was hearing. He could faintly make out her hair and it was much darker than that of Cara's or Lindsay but not so much close to a shade of black.
Her hair was sprawled out across the pillows behind her as she lay on her back and he could make out her arms as they lay at either side of her naked body. He'd never intruded on his mother like this. He had a good mind to turn on his heels and leave. But how could he deny his perverted eyes the chance to witness another naked woman's body? It didn't matter if it were his own mothers, he needed now to set his eyes upon her naked flesh.
He took one final step closer and there they were. Two dark, circular shapes at the centre of two flattened breasts. They were much larger than Lindsay's. Lindsay had been the perfect size, Kyle thought. Although even when laying down, Kyle could tell that his mother's breasts were much larger and were made up of much more tissue.
He was creeping on her now. His own mother. He felt his cock grow quickly as his eyes begun to adjust to the darkness. He could see her naked breasts more clearly now. Her areolas were darker than either of his sisters and they were pointed at the ends. Her nipples were more sharp than round and her stomach wasn't as flat or as toned as her daughters.
He thought of removing the sheet that lay between him and the rest of her naked body. He even thought of throwing himself onto her and taking her right there, convincing her mind that it was somehow a good idea to let her own son fuck her. He wanted to explore his mothers body. To see what she had been hiding underneath her cotton clothes all these years. To revisit the place of which he came out of, to potentially return inside of her once more.
He'd never thought about his mother this way. Maybe one time by the pool on vacation, but never quite like this. As he stared down at her naked tits he finally let his mind flirt with the idea of having intercourse with his own mother.
"Kyle?" He heard Lindsay's voice call from the hall.
"Yeah?" He whispered back to her.
"What are you doing?" She called.
After one last glance at the his mothers breast, Kyle tiptoed out of her bedroom and gently shut the door. Lindsay was stood atop the stairs and was looking at him curiously as he fingers trailed along the railing.
"Just checking in on her is all." He smiled and did his best to hide the erection that still strained in his pants. Lindsay looked up and down. She could have swore he was hard. Perhaps he was horny around her presence now, she'd thought.
"Since mom and Lucy are busy. Do you wanna?..." Lindsay nodded towards her own bedroom.
"I thought you'd never ask." He smirked.
Lindsay grasped her brothers hand and urgently led him into her room. Kyle took hold of his older sister and they pressed their lips together. The kiss was soft and loving, the first of its kind. He liked kissing her this way. He felt the energy boil and surge around their bodies, making him feel electric as he kissed her.
She scrambled onto the bed and started to remove her clothing. Kyle did the same. He slipped of his shoes, unbuckled his belt and tossed his skater-boy shirt to the floor.
In that time, Lindsay had already removed all of her clothes. She was knelt on her own bed with her nakedness in full view. He smiled wickedly and eagerly joined her. They embraced again and Kyle enjoyed the feeling of their bodies colliding together. He loved the feel of her cold and naked skin against his own.
He felt her chest squish against his own and she could feel the strength of his fully grown cock prod and knock against the insides of her thighs. In their rush to get it on, Lindsay fell back first and then he fell onto her. They kissed faster now and she naturally guided him into her.
Kyle hadn't been aware of it at first. Lindsay's pussy had been so wet that he slipped right into her without feeling a thing. After the realisation had struck him, he felt everything again. The wetness that surrounded his penis, the warmth and tightness of her love tunnel. Her legs bent and wrapped around her brothers back as he leant into her more.
"You've been ready for me?" He smirked down at her.
"I've been waiting on you coming home from school all day." She smirked back.
