Lost Innocence -5

That day mother had been very busy. Brother was sick and crying non-stop. After singing him to sleep, mother asked me if I had done my homework. I hadn't. She called M and asked him to help me with the homework. He agreed. We sat in hall and he helped me do the math. Brother woke up then and started crying. Mother rushed to his side. She slept next to him to feed him. I finished my homework and ran to tell her that I wanted to go out to play. But she was asleep next to brother.

I told M that I was going to play and asked him to tell my mother. He agreed. He picked me up to take me to my room so that I could keep my books in the bag. He was passing by mother's room and then he just stood there looking at her through the window. As brother continued to suckle at one breast, mother's other breast lay exposed. M stood staring at her and then put me down. He put his hand into his pants and rubbed himself still staring at her. After some time he went to his room. I followed him.

'What happened?' I asked him.

'Nothing. I wanted to play house with you.'

'You do!' I jumped with glee.

'You are mother and I'm the baby. Now lie down and feed the baby. Baby's hungry.' He made a crying face.

I giggled and he took off my t shirt. He slept next to me and suckled at my breasts. licking them one by one with his tongue sweeping all over it. It was ticklish. I kept giggling. He kept moaning.


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