Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2022 07:03:03 +0200
From: renae_agpee@gmx.com
Subject: Emily's Problem, Chapter 16

Eight year old Emily learns about bodies and sex with her family.

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Chapter 16

Mommy and I did some more shopping before we went home, and we had to get
the oil changed in the car and then we had to pick up Ben from Brad's
house -- he got a sleepover too. So we didn't get home until the
afternoon. I was sad to see that the blanket fort was gone. Mommy said we
could make it again sometime, but they wanted to be able to sit on the
couch too. I guess that's fair.

Ben and I played with Rusty out in the yard for awhile while Petey and
mommy watched from the patio. Rusty was super hyper after being cooped up
in the house most of the day and he knocked me down twice and Ben once!
But he was just super happy to see us and when he knocked us down he'd
come back and lick and wrestle with us.

I was so busy that I hardly thought about everything with Christy. But
when I had a moment to think, my mind went back to this morning and my
mouth right on her kitty and a I got nervous again. Thinking back it
seemed so gross -- I was such a gross freak touching her kitty with my
mouth like that. I bet Christy thought I was disgusting, even though she
said she liked it. I bet she wouldn't want to play with me again.

Daddy had to work late, so we just had leftovers for dinner. After that
we watched some TV -- I don't remember what. It was my turn for the big
poofy chair, but Ben got there first and wouldn't move, so I sat on him!
He yelled for me to get off, and I yelled that it was my turn, and then
daddy yelled that we better knock it off or we were going to bed Right
Now! So we kind of whisper-yelled at each other for a bit and struggled
on the seat until daddy said knock it off again. So I just sat there on
Ben's lap, crossed my arms over my chest in a huff and leaned back on
his shoulder. He gave up too, and kind of wrapped his arms around me with
his hands in my lap. I still had my thin soccer shorts on, and his hands
were right at the hem.

It wasn't to bad except for Ben's bony hips. And he whispered in my ear
that my bony butt was hurting him too, lol. I told him he could get out
of the chair if he didn't like it! But I did shift my butt around a
little so it was more centered on his lap and he slouched down a little,
which felt better.

Ben started rubbing my neck and shoulders with his hands, which felt
pretty good so I leaned front a bit and he rubbed on the top of my back
too. Then he tickled my sides and I sat back hard and bumped his chin on
my head and clamped his hands under my elbows.

I relaxed after a bit but I wouldn't lean front for him again. So soon
he started rubbing my legs below my baggy soccer shorts, almost like he
wasn't thinking about it while we watched the show. Daddy was kind of
behind us, so couldn't see us. Mommy was off with Petey somewhere.

Ben's hand on my leg felt kind of good and I got over being mad about
the chair. I let my arms down to my side where my right hand rested on
his arm. He was wearing soccer shorts also and they were kind of slippery
against mine. I almost giggled when I thought about whether he was
wearing underwear tonight!

I started idly stroking Ben's arm, pulling at the fine hairs on it while
we watched the show. I guess this encouraged him, because he started
touching my leg more, even up under my shorts a little! He wrapped his
other hand around my belly just above my waistband, over my t-shirt. I
wasn't sure I liked this and I stopped petting his arm but he kept
stroking my leg.

He kept trying to touch me higher up under my shorts and I kept pushing
his hand down and even pinching his arm. Soon we were almost wrestling in
the chair and daddy warned us again that we'd be going to bed if we
didn't settle down. So we did, but in the ruckus, Ben's hand
"somehow" ended up on my belly UNDER my t-shirt! I think he did that on
purpose!

I pushed his hand further down on my leg and whispered in his ear "What
are you doing!?! Knock it off!"

"I just like touching your leg Emmy." he whispered back.

"Well, touch it down there!" I whispered and pushed his hand down
again.

He did for awhile, and it did feel good. It was kind of exciting to have
him touch me up under my shorts and I half wanted him to do it again, but
I was afraid of daddy seeing us. But he was persistent, and soon his hand
was under the edge of my shorts again. I pushed it away again!

"Daddy's going to see us!"

"Uh uh, he's asleep."

"Nuh uh"

"Yea, I heard him snore."

I listened but I didn't hear anything. So I kind of turned around in the
chair and looked back. Daddy was stretched out on the recliner with his
eyes closed and his mouth hanging open. I wondered if a bug would fly in
there and giggled.

"See!"

"Yea, ok. But what are you doing?!" I whispered.

"I just like touching your leg."

"We're gonna get caught -- he'll wake up! Or mommy will come in."

"We'll hear them."

"No Ben, I mean it. Stop!" I pulled his hand out from under my shirt
too.

He grumbled and pouted and sat on his hands for awhile and we watched the
show -- but it was kinda boring.

I turned toward Ben. "I like when you rub my leg." I whispered "But
you're mean about it and don't listen to me. You have to stop when I
tell you to or I won't let you do it at all! Ok?" I tried to sound mad,
like mommy's knock-it-off voice.

"I'm sorry Emmy. I'll listen."

"I mean it Ben. I'm tired of you being a jerk to me!" I think I
sounded madder that time!

"Ok ... sorry."

And he really did sound sorry now, and looked it to, staring at the
floor. I almost felt sorry for him, but I figured he'd be a jerk again
soon. I reached down and pulled his hand up and held it in my lap a bit...
then pit it on my thigh just below my shorts. With my hand on top of his.

He got the idea, and started gently scratching the top of my leg, then
stroking from my knee up to my shorts, careful not to go under them. He
wrapped his other arm around my belly -- it was nice, and I lay back on
his shoulder.

"Is this ok Em?"

"Uh huh -- it's nice." I was rubbing on his arm and hand he had
wrapped around me now.

I looked up over the back of the chair to make sure daddy was still
asleep. "You know what else I like?" I whispered, turning toward him.

"What?"

I didn't say anything -- I hesitated a moment. Then I took his hand that
was wrapped around my belly and moved it up onto my chest, his palm right
on my nipple. I kinda jumped at the contact, even though I did it! The
look on Ben's face ... I can't even describe it. Mostly disbelief I
think. He didn't do anything though -- just held his hand there.

"It feels good when you rub it." I suggested, pushing his hand back and
forth a little.

"Oh ... sure." and he started kind of mechanically rubbing his palm on
my chest, back and forth.

"But you don't even have any boobs yet."

I was starting to regret this.

"Yea ... but it still feels good. If you do it right."

"Ok"

He finally kind of figured it out and was soon stroking my nipple with
his fingers through my thin T shirt. It was kind of rough and clumsy
compared to when I do it ... but it's different when someone else is
doing it!

I groaned a little -- partly because I felt it, and partly for effect,
lol.

"Like this Emmy?"

"Uh huh ... that's nice."

"It's getting hard and pointy!" he whispered and pinched my nipple
through my shirt, making me start and gasp.

"Uh huh ... but be gentle, ok?"

"Yea, sorry."

It really did feel good now -- it kind of made my kitty tingle too! But I
sure wasn't going to tell him that.

"Do the other one too." I suggested.

"This is cool!"

"Yea" I breathed.

After a little while my nipples were just to hard and sensitive -- I put
my hand over his to hold it still, and he got the idea. H started paying
attention to my leg again, while I held his other hand against my chest.
I really felt excited between my legs now and wished I could touch
myself. I could hardly hold still! I thought about going to bed early to
play with daddy's toys, but it was cozy here with Ben now that he
wasn't being a jerk ... right now at least.

He was still pushing though ... after a bit, he was edging under the hem
of my shorts again. I thought I should stop him, but every bit higher was
like a jolt of electricity through me. I knew I should stop him, but it
felt so good, so exciting ... I watched his hand creep up my inner thigh,
wondering how far I'd let him go.

My whole body felt strange -- like it was super sensitive to the
slightest touch, anywhere. I felt Ben's chest against my back -- he was
so warm. His breath on my neck. His arm wrapped around me felt good too
-- I half thought "his strong arms", but he was really pretty scrawny.
I smiled at the thought. But My body felt so strange and sensitive that I
couldn't hold still. I wriggled around a bit, and Ben pulled me closer
-- a moment of fear hit me as I thought that I couldn't get away from
him. But the thought that I couldn't escape felt exhilarating too,
somehow. I shifted around a little I felt something hard under my butt
where there hadn't been anything before. It definitely wasn't his hip
bones the way I was sitting ... and it didn't feel that hard, like a
bone, anyway. But there was definitely something hard poking me in the
butt. Then it occurred to me ... oh my god, Ben's penis had gotten hard
and was poking me in the butt!!

I slid my butt back and forth a little -- yea that was definitely my
brother's hard penis poking me right in the butt crack! I giggled, with
my hand at my mouth.

"What?"

"Your ...." I started, but trailed off.

"My what?"

"Your ... thingy. It's poking me in the butt!" I giggled and wriggled
my butt around on it again. I turned and looked at him, his face red in
the dim light. I swear I could feel the heat from his face!

"sorry" he mumbled, and I giggled and wriggled on it some more as he
tried to scrunch his hips back away from me.

But soon his hand was all the way up to edge of my granny panties (giggle
-- that's what Christy called them. She has bikini panties. So lucky!)
Ben was touching my panties! He tried to slip his fingers under the edge.
"No!" I whispered forcefully right in his ear. I wasn't going to let
him do that right there in the living room, even if daddy was asleep!

Ben just stroked the top of my leg some more for a bit, but then tried to
push under the leg hem of my panties again -- like I wouldn't notice the
second time!

I grabbed his hand and yanked it out of my shorts "No, not now!" I
shout-whispered right in his ear.

I froze ... "not now". I had said "not now", not just NO. Implying
that there might be a time when it was ok. Oh my god, did I say that??

I did, because Ben whispered back "Ok, then when?"

"No, that's not what I meant!"

"That's what you said."

My mind was racing ... what did I mean? What did I want. There was no
doubt I was excited by what Ben was doing. But did I want to keep doing
it?!

"I ... I dunno. I ... uh ... maybe later." I stammered, fully flustered. I
guess I did ... I couldn't even trust the words coming out of my mouth.

Just then Mommy came in. "Hey, it's bed time! Is this almost over?"

We both jumped. "Uh yea, I think so." Ben replied. I don't think he
had any idea -- I didn't. We weren't exactly paying attention to the TV
again.

"What are you guys doing sitting like that?"

"It was my turn and Ben wouldn't get out of the chair! So I sat on
him!" as I crossed my arms again. Ben just giggled and tried to push me
off and we were wrestling again and I got pushed onto the floor with a
thump.

"Mine!" he stated.

"Ok, that's enough." daddy had woken up. "Show's over, time for
bed."

And it was, credits rolling up the screen.

"Ok daddy" I said and stuck out my tongue at Ben. He got out of the
chair like he was gonna tackle me, but as soon as he got up he realized a
problem and sat back down again quickly with his hands over his crotch.
His hard penis was tenting out the front of his baggy soccer shorts! It
was sooooo obvious! I bet he wasn't wearing underwear again!

I started giggling uncontrollably. I don't think mommy and daddy could
see anything from where they were so they looked confused.

"What's so funny Em?" mommy asked. Ben's face was sooo red.

"Uhm ... nothing" I said, trying to control myself, but starting to
giggle some more.

"Ok, whatever -- go brush your teeth."

"Ok mommy." And I started heading for the stairs.

"You too Ben" daddy said.

"Uh ... yea, when Emmy's done."

"No, let's get moving, it's late. You get your PJs on while Emmy's in
the bathroom." Mommy replied.

"Uh, ok"

Ben got up, kind of crouched over a little, trying to hide his crotch
with his hand

"Are you ok Ben?" Daddy asked.

"Uh yea, my belly just hurts a little."

Mommy looked concerned for a moment. But then I saw that flash of
recognition on her face again -- like when she knew I was masturbating
that time. She put her hand to her mouth and giggled a little.

"He's fine Ron. Come on kids, let's go!"