In Your Sister

“ALL the way up in your little sister,” Momma insisted.
Momma had caught the two of us “making out.” We weren’t
really fucking or anything like that, just feeling each other up,
and kissing, and stuff like that. Momma caught us.
Boy was she mad! After yelling and screaming, calling Lori
a slut, and me even more unmentionable names, Momma finally
calmed down. Or at least, she seemed to. What she did next, I
still find hard to believe. At first, I figured that Momma had
cracked. You know, gone over the edge. Loony-bin. That stuff.
Well, I guess Momma cracked all right. Cracked right out of
her shell. Inside, Momma is a very kinky lady, and I guess she
had been holding it back for years. Anyway, once she realized
what we were doing, Momma decided (probably correctly) that no
matter how much she screamed and hollered, we probably wouldn’t
stop sneaking around and playing with each other. So, she
decided that if we were going to play around, we might as well do
it right. In fact, that’s what she told us.
“Huh?” I said. Lori’s mouth was gaping too.
“I said, if you’re going to fuck around with your little
sister, you might as well REALLY fuck her, and do it right.”
I still couldn’t believe what I was hearing. My staid,
prim, old-fashioned mother, actually TELLING me to fuck my own
sister? No way!
Momma had just started, however. “You’re not on the pill,
are you?” she asked Lori.
“Momma!” You could tell by the tone, that my little sister
had never even thought of such a thing. I mean, you don’t go on
the pill, unless you PLAN on being fucked. Lori was still a
virgin.
Momma semi-apologized, “Well, you never know. Some kids get
them from school, or the free-clinic. They aren’t allowed to
notify parents any more, unless the kids tell them to.”
Momma looked at Lori even closer.