Date: Mon, 11 Mar 2024 09:00:45 +0000
From: jordynstories.moonbeam932@simplelogin.com
Subject: Playing with my children - Ch 11

Playing with my children

CH 11 AUTHOR NOTE: This is another chapter in the ongoing story about
Meghan and her two young children.  She has a ten-year-old daughter and a
thirteen-year-old son.  The three of them explore some consensual sexual
situations throughout this and upcoming chapters.

This story is a complete work of fiction.  Nothing in this story is based
on a real-life scenario.  The characters are fictitious and any resemblance
to real life people is merely coincidental.

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{Chapter 011. Invitation.}

Stumbling out of my daughter's room, I practically sprinted to her
brother's door.  Slowing myself down at the last second, I stepped through
his open doorway.  That's when I got a glorious view of my
thirteen-year-old son's naked ass one more time.  He was leaning over,
digging through his bottom dresser drawer.  He had his sleeping shirt on,
but nothing else.  Why had he taken his pajama bottoms off?  Unable to help
it, I caressed his rear with my eyes for a few seconds.  It was beautiful.
The way he was poised, both cheeks were indented slightly from the outer
sides.  There was no hair on his skin, which I liked.  His father had been
rather hairy in that area.

Clearing my throat, Brandon whipped his head up and then cried out, "Oww!"
as he banged it on one of the upper drawers that was halfway open.  Poor
boy.

Stepping further into his room, I said, "Ohh, sweetie.  Are you ok?"

He rubbed his head, wincing, and then straightened all the way as he turned
toward me.  My eyes wandered down as if they had a will of their own.  His
penis was flopping limply between his legs.  It was so small when he wasn't
hard, it was almost unbelievable to think it had been sticking out a full
four inches just half an hour ago.

"I can't find my newer pajama pants," he said, sounding frustrated.  I
noticed the pair he had put on earlier lying on the floor near the bed.

With a shrug and an effort-filled lifting of my eyes to his face, I said,
"They might be in the wash."

He groaned, turning back to his dresser.  Pushing the upper drawer shut, he
leaned over again and continued rummaging through the bottom drawer.  I
realized as I stared at his naked bum once more that my heart was
fluttering, beating wildly in my chest.  It was an exercise in willpower
that kept me from walking over to him and caressing those perfect butt
cheeks.

Planting my feet firmly to keep myself from moving, I said, "Sophie wants
you to watch me tuck her in for bed."

Brandon turned his head toward me, frowning.  Then he straightened again,
still naked from the waist down.  Tilting his head a little to the side, he
asked, "Why?"

I decided not to lie, so I said simply, "Because I'm going to give her an
orgasm.  And I asked her if she wanted you to watch me do it."

"Oh," he said, his nostrils flaring briefly.  Movement between his legs
drew my eyes down once more and, as I stared at his young penis again, I
saw it start to twitch.  I shifted my weight to my other foot.  As I
watched, his pecker slowly started to lift from where it had been dangling.
He was getting hard again.

Still staring at his cock, I asked, "Do you want to watch?"  His penis grew
a little more, to about half mast in a few seconds.

"Yeah," he said, and his voice croaked.

With a smile, I spun on my heels and called over my shoulder as I walked
from his room, "You don't need to worry about your pants, baby.  Sophie is
completely naked anyway."

Halfway to his sister's room, I heard the light thump of my son's feet as
he followed me.  When I walked back into her bedroom, he was only two
seconds behind me.  Sophie was still naked in her bed and, when she heard
us come in, her head swiveled back and forth between Brandon and me.  She
squirmed a little, looking slightly nervous at all the attention.  Probably
because she was naked.  Or maybe because she knew what was about to happen.
Her eyes flicked toward her brother's crotch, and I watched them open
slightly wider when she saw his semi-hard penis hanging between his legs.

Walking over to her, I sat down right next to her.  Brandon took a place
near the foot of the bed, looking down at his naked sister with lust in his
eyes.  Again.  What a horny little teen!  Well, he wasn't the only horny
one in the house, so I wasn't about to judge.  A quick glance between his
legs showed me that his pecker was twitching as he stared.

"Ready, Sophie?" I asked, turning my attention on my daughter once more.

She was still staring between her brother's legs and seemed to hold her
gaze there pointedly for a few seconds before turning her head slowly
toward mine.  Then she nodded up at me.