The best part about her is that she is very cute… Other than my mom, my dad and I live in d house… Mom used to take a lot of care of me… She ba...thed me at least until d age of 13 but she was never nude… She had her nightie on always… Last year in school, I read incest stories n from that day; I have started looking at mom from a different view… Waise last year I was 15 and mom was 34…Here begins d story… During my 2 months holiday dad had gone to Japan for business and would not return 4 2. I knew you were loving it. I could hear you fingering your sloppy wet pussy harder and faster now, and I could hear him moan from the other booth. These sounds made me want it even more. He pushed up tight against the wall as I took him as deep as I could in my throat, and then I pulled back sliding past his ridge again sucking hard all the way. Then deep again.I was getting into a rhythm now, I opened my throat as much as I could and took him as deep as possible without gagging. He was moving. Looking annoyed, he asked, "Yes?"I turned fully over on my side, facing him. My cotton pajamas were still in place and I had my eleven-year-old look about me, but I spoke in my normal adult voice. "How angry are you right now?"He looked at me quizzically and thought for a moment. "Not very," he answered. "Actually, I'm more annoyed that you interrupted me than I am about you 'defying' me."I smiled a little, but tried to keep myself from smiling too much. "Well, if this is going to work, you. We never played I'll-show-you-mine-if-you-show-me-yours again. We never even mentioned it, but in the weeks and months that followed, we talked about everything else, and I'm sure it was no coincidence. She became my booster. I became her confidant. I heard all about the boyfriend, the deflowering, the inevitable breakup, and the boyfriends — lovers, really — who came later. Her sex life became an open secret.But Risa, the girl who lived next door to her, became my nemesis. We paid no attention.