Spring Break, Corona Style ? Part 1

Spring Break, Corona Style ? Part 1This is a Re-Post of a Story from my last Profile, Jessy49. I have changed the title and up-dated it to reflect Current Events. I hope my Consistent Readers will enjoy my attempt a Dark Satire.DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction; I do not condone any of the actions described in this story. All aspects related to real life persons or events is strictly incidental. Attempting the following Inc(e)stual Acts in real life is Ill(e)gal and Immoral? unless you wish to spend the rest of your life in prison becoming Bubba?s Bitch, I strongly suggest you simply enjoy my story for its artistic and erotic qualities, and enjoy your freedom.Comments and feedback are always appreciated.--------- Chapter 1Thursday NightIn the F(a)mily RoomSharon was watching her k(i)ds playing video games. It had been a stressful few days?. the k(i)ds home due to Extended Spring Break, all Sports Cancelled, McDonalds and other restaurants only allowing drive through ordering, movie theaters closed, and today - she was told to work from home... all and more because of Corona Virus? What the Hell was going on, she thought.As she tried to read her book and clear her mind of current events, she occasionally glanced at her k(i)ds as they played a video game. She was amused to catch Devan trying to secretly peak under his little s(i)ster?s short skirt a few times. She knew it was innocent curiosity? but she would still talk to him about it when she had him alone. She didn?t want to embarrass either one of them by scolding him in front of his little s(i)ster.Besides, she knew Misty was tempting him, she laid sprawled upon her belly, on the f(a)mily room carpet with a Playstation controller in her hands, her skirt crawling up the back of her golden-tan thighs. Every time she wiggled or twisted her body, as she controlled her game character, her skirt came up another inch. Sharon knew this was the only way Misty could win at Mortal Combat against her br(o)ther; she would wiggle a lot as she played to distract him? but she seemed to be more flirtatious tonight. Devan was leaning against the couch behind her, his mind half on his game character, and half on his s(i)ster?s slim thighs and panties. He had his legs crossed in an effort to hide a growing hard-on.Sharon noticed this of course? she thought, maybe she should say something now, she could take him in the kitchen and talk to him, but for reason she didn?t quite understand, she held back and just watched them. She found it strangely exciting to watch her 18-year-old son trying to peek under his little s(i)ster?s skirt. Misty, like all young teenage girls was quite careless in her posture sometimes, paying no attention to how much of herself was exposed, also she could be so flirtatious.Sharon was fascinated by the sight of the bulge inside his cargo shorts, before he crossed his legs. If her daughter realized that she was showing her legs almost to her ass, Misty gave no indication. She wondered about the tableau of her k(i)ds before her, and felt a surge of strange feelings? was she becoming aroused?Misty?s panties were pink, and they seemed to have crawled into the crack of her taut little ass, showing a teasing portion of one ass cheek. Devan?s green eyes became glassy, as his eyes went up her golden-tan thighs to her creamy white ass cheek, his mouth slightly open licking his lips. The increasing tingle he felt in his balls was becoming strained, she loved to tease him whenever she could. The tingling in his balls was hot and exciting, like nothing he had ever felt before. They tingled no matter how much he played with his cock for relief? once his little s(i)ster would wiggle her ass in front of his eyes the tingling would be back. Sharon rested her head on the arm of the couch, her book put off to the side, both feet pointed toward the other end. Her own skirt was above her knees, but not high enough to draw her son?s eyes. She had noticed the exposure of Misty?s ass cheek also, her firm 34B tits rose and fell slowly, as she controlled her breathing? she had never been turned on like this before. Watching porn videos with her late husband had never turned her on like this. Maybe that was part of it, she had been a widow for almost a year? she needed a Man. She felt her clit begin to swell inside her tight bikini panties, and her wetness seeped to wet the crotch.She tried to ponder her thoughts verses her body?s arousal - the sight of her son trying to peek up his s(i)ster?s short skirt should have made her angry, and she should also tell her daughter to cover herself. But what she realized was? her body was in control. She found it erotic and decadent to watch Dev?s interest in his s(i)ster?s ass exposure. The sheer perversity of her son getting a hard-on from his little s(i)ster?s innocent exposure overwhelmed her rational mind. She crossed her legs beneath her skirt, as she stared at Misty?s ass too; she worked the muscles of her inner thighs, creating pressure on her sensitive clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her petite body. She had to swallow a moan of pleasure when she felt her clit begin to pulsate.She turned her attention back to her son and watched him with half-lidded eyes. She could see his taut ass squirm as he moved to get a better view of Misty?s ass. His crotch pulsed and she wondered if he would come off in his shorts. The thought sent a lurching sensation between her thighs to her quivering clit? she softly moaned.Sharon?s mind flashed with wild thoughts, she had recently seen her daughter naked while buying her cloths, so she knew her young daughter still had a hairless pussy, it was a hot-pink and puffy slit. She hadn?t seen her son naked during the past four years, she wondered if he was sprouting a big cock. Squirming her ass on the cushions of the couch, her pussy started to pulsate more. She felt a crazy urge to pull up her skirt up and expose her lacy panties to Devan. She wasn?t sure what Misty?s reaction would be, but she felt Devan would be very delighted.Sharon could see her daughter was growing up fast, she had a sweetly innocent appearance with a naughty twist. She had pale blue eyes, which sparkled with wicked mischief when her mood was dark. Her short, shaggy bob cut hair was a rich raven black with blue highlights, her lips thin but pouty, with a pointed tip nose, and a light dusting of freckles on her unblemished cheeks. Her slightly petite golden-tan body was lovely, with a slim waist, a taut rounded butt and slim gangly legs. Also, she had noticed her daughter?s breasts were beginning to grow the last time they had shopped for cloths; there was just a puffy swelling around her tiny, candy pink areolas. Even at 14 she was already drawing the attention of boys. She had a sweetness about her that was well liked and she was kind to others. But Sharon wasn?t sure her daughter had a mind as sweetly innocent as she looked. She had been seeing evidence of that for a while? now she was noticing more of her naughty traits.Sharon, and her son, watched as Misty sat up, and stretched during a break in the game, her puffy little nipples were hard and poking at her skin-tight white t-shirt. She sat now with her legs crossed around her, the skirt still up high on her thighs, and her panties were pulled tighter to her crotch and could be seen from the right angle.Usually there was a lot of banter between them during matches, especially when they were tied, but tonight it was different?Devan grunted with frustration and shifted his position on the floor to follow his s(i)sters movements, and was rewarded with a quick peek of her panties. He briefly saw the puffy bulge of her little pussy clearly outlined by her pink panties in pronounced detail, and his face lit up with pleasure.Sharon tuned her hazel eyes back to her son, and even with his legs crossed around him, she saw his bugling crotch was more prominent than ever, she softly moaned and she licked her lips. She was getting very turned on. She had dated a little, soon after their fathers passing, but she felt she should Taksim Escort wait awhile longer? her young daughter needed her more. She had time, she thought? she was a pretty woman of 38, with rich auburn hair, hazel eyes, a small nose, her lips full, with unblemished golden tan skin also. Her frim 35B braless tits were pressed in her tight T-shirt, her nipples protruding and hard. She still kept her pussy neatly trimmed, with a patch of pubic hair above her clit, the rest shaved bare, the way her late husband had preferred it. She was petite like her daughter, with a slim waist, and rounded hips and slim legs. She continued to cross and uncross her legs beneath her skirt, as she watched her k(i)ds antics with growing arousal, she worked the muscles of her inner thighs harder, creating more pressure on her sensitive pussy, sending sparks of pleasure through her clit. She moaned with pleasure as she felt her clit quiver, as she tried to think? she wasn?t sure she could wait any longer to find a man. As they say - she wasn?t getting younger, and she was getting horny more often. Like this evening, with only a vibrater for sexual release.With her rational mind, she knew? being Turned?On by her own k(i)ds was Wrong and Wicked. She needed to get out and date again, her ch(i)ldren were old enough to understand. It?s has been years since Bill?s passing, she needed to get out and live, not just be their mother. She knew she needed to gain control of the situation. ?Misty?,? Sharon said in a low, whispery voice, ?your skirt is up too high.?Misty lifted her head and looked around her shoulder. She smiled deviously at her mother, and giggled, but didn?t shove her skirt down. She just wiggled her ass even more, as her mother watched instead.Sharon?s pussy gave a lurch? her daughter antics were going to take her over the edge she felt? SHIT!!! Sharon gazed at her daughter?s taut ass; Misty wasn?t concerned that her panties were showing at all. A knowing smile formed on Sharon?s face.Then it happened? Misty had been distracted by her mother at just the right moment, Devan let loose his fatal attack? Misty lost.With a devilishly wicked smile, Misty pulled her knees up to her chest, and spun around to face her br(o)ther, and held her legs spread with her hands at her ankles, her skirt at her waist. Devan stared at her tan inner thighs, and at her tight pink panties, that were now fully exposed, her puffy pussy slit clearly outlined, with a wet spot at the crotch from her seeping wetness.?Wanna play 4 outa 5 Dev,? she playfully giggled.Sharon watched, as Devan uncrossed his legs, his cock strained in the tight confines of his shorts; his green eyes were glassy, as he gazed openly at his s(i)sters exposed crotch. Her pussy convulsed into orgasm? she had never come by just pressing her legs together before? she knew it was her daughter?s erotic antics that had set her off, she was stunned!!!Her body shivered, as her orgasm pulsed through her? she felt so good, ?Ooohhaaaamm,? she moaned softly, she hoped her k(i)ds weren?t paying attention to her moans.Devan suddenly threw his controller to the floor and stood up, anger on his face. His cock bulged out, the head trying to burst through the fly. Sharon gazed at it longingly, as he stomped from the room.?I?m going to my room to study,? he groaned.She knew how he felt?Was Misty a cock-tease? did she do this to him often, she wondered. She needed to pay more attention to Misty and her flirtatious antics. Whatever was going on between them, Devan was getting tired of it.Sharon swung her legs over the edge of the couch and followed her son. ?Misty put the game away and get ready for bed, and do any homework that you have left,? Sharon said, as she left the room.?Aaaaawwww Mom? do I have tooooooo,? Misty pouted, as she put away the game.--------- Chapter 2Thursday NightDevan?s BedroomShe found him on his bed with just his cargo shorts on; his chest was hairless and finely muscled, one arm resting on his forehead, as he stared at the ceiling. His cock still strained at the tight crotch of his shorts, his cock and ball sack almost outlined. She stared at it his half naked body, as if in a daze, feeling her palms itching and her pussy pulsing. She had no idea why she was standing in his bedroom doorway; she just had a powerful urge to follow her son when he left the f(a)mily room... she needed to talk to him, scold him maybe, she thought. Her tits thrust at her tight t-shirt, as she breathed deeply, her nipples hard and aching. She felt weak, her legs shaking, her fading arousal after her orgasm? was turning course.Devan was a shy 18-year-old, he towered a full head over his s(i)ster, and was three inches taller than his mother. He had a simple handsome look with facial features similar to his father and s(i)ster. His hair a dark brown, and his eyes were a pale green, he was very popular at school. He had a slim athletic body from playing baseball