Incest Seduction/Let mom handle this

You lock eyes with your mom, silently pleading with her to do something. You've been riding a freaky rollercoaster this morning and you're far too horny to think straight so you hope mom can take care of this.

“Perfect! You're back!" she warmly welcomes your brother. You let out a brief sigh. “Can you come here a minute, baby? We could really use a hand." Mom is slowly rubbing her hand across your midsection, right below your breasts. "...or maybe two."

“Oh-kaaay," replies Zachary, cautiously eyeing your prone naked form.

“Poor little Kimmy is still a growing girl," starts mom, “But she's having some trouble."

Zack looks you over. “Trouble with what?"

"You see, it's about her chest." Mom moves to one side to guide him closer to the island. "I'm afraid she's... just too small."

"Mom..." you groan quietly. She doesn't need to remind you, or anyone for that matter. Padded bras can only do so much, and they can't do anything when you're naked.

Mom pulls your knee aside and positions your brother so he's looking down the length of your body from between your legs. "Yeah, um... she's still young, right?"

Mom takes offense for you. "She's 14!"

"And 13 like a month ago," notes your brother.

"Exactly! She should be blossoming, but our little flower is still just a bud."

"Ugh..." you utter, rolling your eyes.

"It's alright," mom pats her hand on your pelvis, resting it there afterward. "I know of a few tricks but Kimmy's very shy. We just need someone who can rub her for a while."

You throw your hands over your face to hide your shock and embarrassment, peeking out between your fingers. This is where she's going?

"She needs... what?"

"Stimulation, Zachary. She needs someone to squeeze her, play with her nipples, that sort of thing." Mom cuddles up to Zack, her hand shifting across your crotch. "I bet you have plenty of experience with that by now, my big college boy."

She slips her way under one of his arms, pinning your leg between them. "Mom, I... why can't she do it?"

Mom pauses. "Why can't she...? Have you ever tried to tickle yourself? It just doesn't work! No, it has to be someone else. Your father is busy with breakfast, so that leaves you!"

"Dad? Uh... does it have to be a guy?"

You take in a short gasp when you feel something rub your slit. With her hand resting so close to it, Mom is surreptitiously playing with your swollen vulva, leisurely thumbing your lips.

"Yes, of course it does, silly!" laughs mom, cuddling against Zack. "Don't think about it, baby. It'll be fine. I know old wives tales are hit and miss, but I think this is worth a try!"

He stares down at your meager chest with apprehension. "I guess so."

"Oh, and just between you and me," she says directly in front of you without lowering her voice in the slightest, "if I were you I would explore her body a little. Best to get her in the mood, have a little fun, activate those hormones. We need to get those juices flowing!"

"I'm right here..." you sigh, nearly a whisper. Somehow you sound much more seductive than you intend. You immediately blame mom. What's she's doing to you is... actually, it's really nice. Her touch is gentle but firm. It's more than a tease but not fully satisfying. You clench your bum, raising your hips a little. As if you weren't horny enough.

"So, uh... how long does she need this for?" Zack asks clumsily. He scratches the back of his neck, reluctantly accepting his task. Your brother looks so hot with his arm flexing in the air so casually.

"Hmm, I'm not sure. She needs a lot of help. Breakfast isn't long now... although I suppose it could be. Yeah, it's too hard to say. You just take your time. Make sure you give her your most rigid attention. I'll let you know when the two of you can come..."

Mom suddenly slides her palm onto your pussy, splitting your sex with her thumb. The tip of her intrusive digit pokes at your needy entrance. You can't help but moan aloud, not because of her sudden advance but because she stopped short of pushing inside you.

"...for breakfast!" she finishes cheerfully. After a peck on your brother's cheek, mom spins away only to hang giddily off of daddy's shoulder.

Once again a conflicted pool of arousal, you roll your head to find Zack staring at you.

"Sooo... you've very naked. That's new."

You grin a little. Then scowl. Is he making fun of you? "I thought I looked good naked."

"Well, I mean... sure. That's not really..." Zack is getting flustered the longer he stares at you. It's kinda cute. "Look, I don't think you need me. You can do this yourself."

"No! I can't!" you quickly reply. Not if you're going to win mom's bet.

Zack seems a bit surprised by your insistence. "Seriously? You really want me to do this?"

The words get caught up in your throat. You can't tell your brother just how much you want him. Instead you slowly spread your arms, sliding them across the island until they meet above your head. You stretch your already slim figure, opening up your body completely to your brother.

Zack glances at mom and exhales heavily. "Okay. Here goes."

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