Mason and Me

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My name is Madden. I am a nineteen year old freshman in college. Due to the fact that I live at school, I only come home on occasion. This is a story about one of those times. My youngest brother, Mason, a senior in college, also is in the same predicament, and we usually are never home at the same time anymore, except for on special occasions like birthdays and Christmas. I have to say, we were both presently surprised at this turn of events.I had been home for two hours when Mason walked through the door, and dropped all of his stuff in the entryway, calling out that he needed his laundry washed, and food, because he is starving. I turn to get up and embrace my brother, for I have not seen him in ages. He smiles at me as I pull away, and comments, “Hey Madden! I think that your ass has grown.”I laugh and smack him, telling him that it hasn’t grown at all.He grins back Ataşehir escort bayan and says, “You’re right. You have a perfect ass. Perfect enough to match those tits of yours. How big are they now? 34 B?”“Actually, they are 36 C, thank you very much.”“Aha! I knew that there was something different about you. I was gonna say something like new outfit or haircut, but big boobs works too.”“Thanks Mason. Love you too.” My brother and I had always teased each other, so this was commonplace in our lives. At that moment, our mom descended the staircase, beaming, to come and give us both hugs, my dad right behind her. I flashed a brief smile at Mason, before being smothered by our parents.Hours later, after dinner, I was sitting on the couch, watching T.V. This is when Mason decides to vacate his spot at the kitchen table, and bringing Escort Ümraniye his copy of Playboy, he sits next to me on the couch. I can feel it sagging under the added weight. We continue sitting this way until, about half an hour later, I became sleepy and started to drift off.In my dream, I was sitting with Mason, just as I was before falling asleep, watching T.V. However, in my dream, Mason decided that it would be a good idea to sit on the remote, changing the channel whenever he moved his ass. I sat there laughing at him, until he landed on a channel. After going through this process about five times, he landed on a channel that looked like a soap opera, and I told him to stay there. He reluctantly agreed. However, after about ten minutes of watching, it starts to turn into a violent porn show, the male ramming his pole Bostancı escort into the willing girls cunt over and over. Somehow, I fall asleep in the middle of the action. Mason wakes me up by nudging me and asking if I could bend over and retrieve his Playboy, which must have dropped while I was sleeping. I agreed, and stood, bending over. It was only after that I realized I was wearing a skimpy thong and a short skirt. When I straightened up, I noticed that I was staring at my ass. This made me really hot. I could feel my pussy starting to get wet. I suddenly couldn’t stand anymore, and dropped back onto the couch, moaning his name. “Mmmmm. Mason, Mason. I need you. Mmmm.”The look on his face said it all, as he laid me back on the couch and slowly stuck his fingers into my aching, dripping pussy. I was so horny, I almost came right then and there. He smiled and started to pump his fingers in and out of my slit, while I massaged his fingers with my pussy muscles. Then he reached up, and snaked his hand under my shirt, cupping my bra-less tit. It was then that I heard a crash, and woke from my dream with a start only to see Mason, with his hand up my skirt, teasing my clit.

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