Jordan’s Family: Little sister

I was tossing and turning in bed holding a pillow over my face trying to drown out the noises that were coming from the room next to mine. I sat up and peered over at my little sister who was sleeping soundly in her bed on the other side of the room. I pulled the blankets off of my legs and crept out into the hallway and stood in front of my mom’s bedroom door. I pushed my ear onto the wood and could hear all the sounds that were audible from my room: bed springs, moaning, grunting, my mom’s talking, a man talking. I cracked the door open a little bit and looked inside.

It was hard to make out everything through the darkness but I had a good idea of what was going on. I could see the outline of a man lying on my mom’s bed and it was clear the woman on top of him was her. She had her head tilted back and she continued to bounce up and down making the springs creak and the man grunt “more, more.” She bent forward and her long hair covered both their faces as they began to kiss. I quietly closed the door and tip-toed back to my room. I hopped into bed and was eventually able to fall asleep.

The following morning I trudged out of my room directly into the kitchen. My seven year old sister, Juliet, was already sitting at the small circular kitchen table eating her bowl of cereal. I sat down at the table and poured my own bowl. Mom was leaning over the sink looking out the window. Her hair was a mess in her face and she looked really tired. I could kind of guess why.

She was wearing a caramel brown night-gown that was basically the adult version of the one Juliet was wearing. It had a lacy outline and the material itself was very thin and see-through. It showed off her flat belly and was hugging against her chest making her nipples really visible. She was also wearing a pair of panties that were being buried into her crotch and emphasized her very round mound. I wasn’t shocked by what she was wearing because she always wore clothes like that.

My family wasn’t a very “traditional” one when it came to presenting ourselves in front of each other. My mom always wore nightgowns like the one I described and I was only wearing a pair of white briefs at the moment. Juliet was wearing a loose fitting nightie and when I peaked under the table I could see she wasn’t wearing any panties (like usual). Often, our mom would go into the shower and come out completely naked which is something my sister and I picked up. So I wasn’t a stranger to what the female body looked like.

“Jordan, honey,” my mom said as she started to put dishes into the cabinet, “I need you to watch your sister for a couple hours today. Mommy has to go out and meet some friends ok?”

“Ok,” I told her.

Mom disappeared into her room and I finished my cereal. I put the bowl in the sink and sat in the living room to watch TV. Juliet was soon to follow me. I kept flicking through the channels and after a half hour I heard my mom’s bedroom door open and I turned to look at her. Mom was a relatively Young mother and often dressed like it.