Big Little Sister
Copyright© 2025 by OmegaPet-58
Chapter 2: More Rules from Mom
Young Adult Sex Story: Chapter 2: More Rules from Mom - Sisters Liz and Nat enjoy an above-ground backyard pool, inviting nerdy next-door neighbor Dan to join them. Nat is older, gorgeous, and the high school social queen, while Liz is heavy and feels overlooked. Dan, attracted to both sisters, thinks he has no chance with Nat, and soon he's partnered with Liz. Dan and Liz's deep intimacy is encouraged by Dan's single (and swinging) mother and the sisters' father. A simple teen romance explodes into lusty combinations.
Caution: This Young Adult Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft mt/Fa Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Humor School Sharing Incest Mother Son Sister Father Daughter Group Sex Anal Sex Exhibitionism First Flatulence Massage Sex Toys Voyeurism BBW Big Breasts Hairy Public Sex Size Nudism
Liz surprised me; she gave my mother an appraising look and then spoke in a totally normal voice.
“Ms. Nickson, we just came down for some canned drinks.”
“Please, Liz, call me Irene. And help yourself to whatever you find in the fridge. Dan? Dan? DANIEL?”
“Sorry, Mom, what is it?”
“What’s wrong with you? You’re frozen in place over there. Explain.”
Before I could formulate an answer, Liz broke in.
“Actually, Irene, I have a question as well. Dan, if your mother looks like this and walks around naked, why did your eyes fall out of your head when I took my top off?”
“Gak! Urk!” I wasn’t very articulate, but Mom bailed me out after a little bit of preening.
“Liz, that’s a wonderful compliment, thank you. To tell you the truth, I’m giving you the wrong impression. Being naked at home, well, I’ve just started doing that. You see, I work in a very conservative and stuffy law office, and I have to wear uncomfortable and restrictive formal business clothing. I come home, and I take off my suit jacket, tie, blouse, and my fucking bra—all of them as soon as possible. My wonderful son massages my back pain away while I lie on my belly. But I don’t usually appear bare-breasted to him. Not until now, that is.”
“Is that right, Dan? You’re not used to seeing her this way?”
I managed to whisper. “No. Not used to. Wow. Uh, why did we come down here?”
Mom answered me. “Drinks, son, Liz is thirsty. Close your eyes for a minute. I’m done in here; I’m going up to bed. When I leave, open your eyes and calm down.”
“Sorry, Mom.” I was in Wonderland now. “Alice” was next to me in the form of Liz, and I faced my mom. She wasn’t the “Red Queen” making those “off with her head” demands. Instead, Mom was the Cheshire Pussy, with only her pelvis (and knockers) in clear view while the rest of her faded into the background. I felt I must be the Mad Hatter—or Humpty Dumpty teetering on the wall and about to fall to pieces.
“Dan, I appreciate your enthusiasm.” Mom seemed matter-of-fact. “I should have been taking showers with you the past few years so you’d be more used to my, uh, parts. Liz, we need to get Dan to the point where he can be at ease around us without the top of his head blowing off—or any other part of him exploding. You know, to become same old, same old, boring old mom and girlfriend.”
“Never, ever boring. Both of you are so hot.” I whispered.
Mom threw up her hands. “Liz, get him upstairs. While he is alone with you and you’re both naked, my body will seem as dull as dishwater to him. Daniel, don’t argue with your mother.”
Mom walked away, and my attention stayed on her swaying hips. Then, I noticed that Liz was watching me.
“I’m sorry, Liz. I, I...”
“Just relax. Irene and I aren’t bothered when you look at us. I’m going to pick out something cold to drink. If you want something, you’ll have to tell me.”
Walking upstairs with our drinks, I heard Mom’s little bedroom TV with the sound turned up. I guess she was offering us a little extra privacy.
Back sitting together on the edge of my bed, I felt we both were clearly still anxious and awkward.
“I guess reality has caught up with us, Liz. I know we’re both really nervous, being our first time and all.”
“First time, yeah. Dan, you need to promise me something. I need you to be honest—one hundred percent truthful. If you can’t, then we need to stop right here. Will you promise to tell me the truth?”
“Elizabeth, you have my promise. Total truth.” What was Liz talking about?
“Now don’t interrupt me; just listen. It seems like my whole life, I’ve lived in a world, a society, that doesn’t value me because of my looks. No! Remember, you’re being quiet. I just said, ‘Don’t interrupt; just listen.’ Right in front of my face, Natalie has received all the attention and admiration. Sometimes, I feel like I’m invisible. I know I get overlooked. But you’re like my father; you’ve always been kind and appreciative when you come over to swim with us. But I need more. I’m sorry, Dan, I’m greedy. I want to be desired, not just admired. I saw your erection; that actually meant a lot. If you can look past my shape, I mean my fat, and you can honestly tell me that you want me, physically, that will mean everything.”
“OK, deal.”
“What?” asked Liz.
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