A New Kind of Lesson

A New Kind of Lesson

An original story by Starrynight

Enjoy.

I stepped over to the front door as quietly as I could and inserted the key into the lock. It was almost six o’clock in the morning on a Sunday, and my sister was right behind me. We were still slightly buzzed, and I had to steady myself before turning the key and opening the door. I tiptoed into the house, the early morning light shining in through the windows. We walked in, quiet as mice, and gently closed the door behind us. I felt a small sense of victory at the still silence of the house, telling me we managed to sneak out and not get caught.

“I’m gonna go get a drink of water before I go to bed” I whispered to my sister who nodded in agreement, and we continued towards the kitchen. We crossed the living and dining rooms before we stepped into the kitchen.

“Good morning kids” my mom said, nearly giving me a heart attack, and gave us a stern look. She was sitting at the table in her purple robe drinking a cup of coffee, her dyed red hair in a loose ponytail. Mia and I knew we were done for.

“Hey mom” I managed to say, trying to sound sober. My mother got up and gave my sister an I a look of disappointment and anger.

“Are you drunk?” she asked and took a step towards us. She could smell the alcohol on us and though its affect mostly wore off and we could think straight, we were both still slightly tipsy.

“No, not really” my sister said next to me and I wished she would have kept her mouth shut.

“Oh, is that right?” my mom asked, the anger creeping into her voice. “And do you mind telling me where you were?” she asked.

“At a party” I confessed and looked down at the floor, trying to escape my mother’s piercing gaze.

“And were you drinking at this party?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes” we both admitted shamefully.

“So, let me get this straight,” mom started saying while trying to keep her cool “you two sneaked out of the house, while you were grounded, went to a party and got drunk. And you did all this hoping you wouldn’t get caught?” she asked rhetorically, her tone raising towards the end in furry. We didn’t answer her, I just kept quiet and looked down.

“Well?” she asked louder.

“We’re sorry” my sister said from beside me. In truth we weren’t that sorry. It was one of Mike Allen’s legendary parties and there was no way we were going to miss it, even if we were grounded.

“You’re sorry?” my mother said sounding incredulous “I’ve had it with you two. No matter what I do, you keep causing trouble” she said, and she was right. Both my sister and I were quite the trouble makers. We were currently grounded for throwing a party while our parents were out of town. They caught us only because one of the neighbors called them to complain about the noise. Besides that, we would constantly break our curfew, fight amongst ourselves and skip school.

My sister and I were in the same grade, me being older than her by only two months. If the math doesn’t add up to you, you’re right. I was adopted when I was a month old and my mom, dad and sister were all the family I knew. As a psychology major, I could argue that my being adopted is part of what drove me to cause trouble, but I would often skip psychology class, so I could very well be wrong.

“Follow me” my mother said and walked over to the living room, leaving her coffee on the table, my sister and I obediently following her. “I guess that grounding you wasn’t enough to keep you in the house, so maybe this will.” she said and gave us a look that scared me. “Take your clothes off” she ordered in a firm voice.

“What?” I called back surprised, I was sure she was kidding.

“You heard me, take your clothes off, both of you!” she said again and gave us a serious look.

“No” I said scared and looked at my mom, not believing she was serious.

“William Bradley Banks, you take your clothes off, or so help me god…” mom said raising her voice and I started removing my shirt frightened. “You too young lady” she said to my sister who obeyed quietly.

Mom watched as I pulled off my black shirt to reveal my scrawny upper body. I continued by removing my sneakers, socks and jeans, piling my clothes on the floor. Next to me, my sister was also stripping. She removed her tight red blouse, brown sandals and tight black jeans. Within a minute we were standing in front of our mother in just our underwear, me in a pair of tight black boxers and my sister in a beige bra and pink panties, her long auburn flowing down her back.

“I meant all your clothes” mom said coldly.

“Mom, we’re really sorry,” I said with a pleading look, “we’ll never do it again and we’ll do whatever you ask in the house” I said almost begging. I had no idea what came over mom and dreaded the thought of her and my sister seeing me naked. I prayed that she would change her mind.

“I really hope you never do it again, but you’re still going to remove the rest of your clothes. You might be less inclined to sneak out of the house if you have no clothes on” she said and looked at us urgingly.

I gulped and looked at my sister who was looking at me back with moist eyes. There was no getting away and I knew we had no choice. I closed my eyes and slowly pulled my boxers down, revealing my limp 5-inch penis and thin dark pubic hair to my mother and sister. I was more of a grower than a shower, and my mother and sister looking at my unimpressive limp member was the most humiliating moment of my life. It was even more humiliating than the 17 seconds I lasted when I lost my virginity to Katy Becker.

“Mia Banks, do you need a hand-written invitation?” my mom asked her angrily “You too, take your clothes off” she said and looked at her daughter as she stripped. Mia was bright red as she fumbled behind her back and unclasped her bra. She removed it and exposed her budding breasts. They were a solid B cup, with red medium sized areolas and small nipples. She placed her bra on the floor together with the rest of her clothes, then placed her fingers inside the waistband of her panties and shyly pulled them down along her pale skinny legs. She had thin slightly spread labia, allowing a glimpse of her bright red vagina, and her pubic mound was surprisingly covered with a meticulously trimmed triangle of brown hair.

I placed a hand to cover my genitals while my sister was getting undressed, and after she took her panties off, she looked over at me and did the same, placing a hand over her vulva and using the other one to cover her tits.

“Did I say you can cover yourselves up?” mom asked angrily “move your hands away” she ordered, and we obliged, exposing our nude bodies to our mother and to each other. “Good, now for the next week, you’re going to be staying like this as long as you’re in the house” she said.

“A week?” Mia squeaked “But what about dad?”

“What about your father?” mom asked playing it dumb.

“I can’t let him see me naked” she said alarmed.

“You should have thought of that before you snuck out” mom said without any sympathy. “Naturally you will get dressed for school, but you’ll be coming back home straight after school, and the second you get home you take your clothes off. Am I clear?” she asked and we both nodded helplessly.

“What if you have people over?” Mia asked cautiously.

“Either they will see you naked or stay in rooms” mom said and I kept quiet. “Now get to bed, you look tired” mom added and headed back to the kitchen while my sister and I quickly made our way to our rooms, careful not to look at each other as we did.

I woke up six hours later. My bladder was about to burst, and I was starving. I got out of bed, slipped out of my room and made my way over to the bathroom. Just as I got to it, the door opened, and my sister walked out. She was, of course, naked and looked at me embarrassed as I looked back at her petite 5-foot frame, her exposed lady parts making me uncomfortable.

“I can’t believe mom is making us do this” she said embarrassed after she quickly covered herself with her hands.

“Yeah, this so messed up” I agreed and placed both hands to cover my penis. The thought of my mom, sister and dad seeing me naked for the next seven days was intolerable. My sister continued to her room and I entered the bathroom, getting an involuntary glimpse of her skinny ass as I closed the bathroom door to relieve myself.

I went downstairs, thankful that the living room was empty, and walked into the empty kitchen. I was starving and grabbed the bread when I heard footsteps behind me. I nervously turned around and saw it was my sister.

“You want some toast?” I asked her, turning only my head so she wouldn’t see my penis.

“Sure” she said and instinctively covered herself up again. “I’ll get the plates” she added and started setting the table while I grabbed some stuff out of the fridge. We were careful no to look at each other as we sat down to eat. It was clear we could not continue covering ourselves at the table, and although our lower body was concealed, Mia’s perky breasts were completely visible. I tried no to look at them as she grabbed a toast, spread some peanut butter on it and began eating.

We started eating in awkward silence when we heard a car pull into the driveway. A few seconds later, the door to our parents’ bedroom opened and our dad walked into the kitchen. The look on his face was one of pure shock, and he couldn’t bring himself to speak as he looked at Mia and me, her teenage breasts visible until she put her toast down and quickly covered them with her hands.

“I’m home” mom yelled as she entered the house and closed the door behind her.

“Why are you two naked?” dad finally managed to ask and looked as embarrassed as we were.

“Ask mom” I said blaming, just as she walked into the kitchen, her hands filled with shopping and grocery bags.

Dad looked at mom as she put the groceries down and stared at her waiting for an explanation. “Michelle, why are our children naked?” dad asked still shocked.

“Well, these two snuck out last night, while they were grounded in case you forgot, and went to a party where they drank. I caught them trying to sneak back in this morning.” She said, and dad looked at her, still not understanding what that had to do with why we were naked. “I thought this would teach them a lesson, and that they would be far less likely to sneak out without clothes on.” She said and started putting the groceries away.

“Can I talk to you in our room?” dad asked mom who nodded. She followed him, and we could hear distant murmurs as they talked. A few minutes later, just as Mia and I were cleaning up, mom and dad walked out of their rooms and back into the kitchen. Mom continued putting the groceries away and dad just stood there watching us as I put things away and Mia washed the dishes.

Mia and I finished cleaning up as fast as we could, trying to cover our intimate parts as best we could until we finished and rushed back to our rooms.

I stayed in my room for the rest of the day and I’m pretty sure Mia did too.