After mom caught Mia

I stepped over to the front door as quietly as I could and inserted the key into the lock. It was almost six o’clock in the morning on a Sunday, and my sister was right behind me. We were still slightly buzzed, and I had to steady myself before turning the key and opening the door. I tiptoed into the house, the early morning light shining in through the windows. We walked in, quiet as mice, and gently closed the door behind us. I felt a small sense of victory at the still silence of the house, telling me we managed to sneak out and not get caught.

“I’m gonna go get a drink of water before I go to bed” I whispered to my sister who nodded in agreement, and we continued towards the kitchen. We crossed the living and dining rooms before we stepped into the kitchen.

“Good morning kids” my mom said, nearly giving me a heart attack, and gave us a stern look. She was sitting at the table in her purple robe drinking a cup of coffee, her dyed red hair in a loose ponytail. Mia and I knew we were done for.

“Hey mom” I managed to say, trying to sound sober. My mother got up and gave my sister an I a look of disappointment and anger.

“Are you drunk?” she asked and took a step towards us. She could smell the alcohol on us and though its affect mostly wore off and we could think straight, we were both still slightly tipsy.

“No, not really” my sister said next to me and I wished she would have kept her mouth shut.

“Oh, is that right?” my mom asked, the anger creeping into her voice. “And do you mind telling me where you were?” she asked.

“At a party” I confessed and looked down at the floor, trying to escape my mother’s piercing gaze.

“And were you drinking at this party?” she asked, already knowing the answer.

“Yes” we both admitted shamefully.

“So, let me get this straight,” mom started saying while trying to keep her cool “you two sneaked out of the house, while you were grounded, went to a party and got drunk. And you did all this hoping you wouldn’t get caught?” she asked rhetorically, her tone raising towards the end in furry. We didn’t answer her, I just kept quiet and looked down.

“Well?” she asked louder.

“We’re sorry” my sister said from beside me. In truth we weren’t that sorry. It was one of Mike Allen’s legendary parties and there was no way we were going to miss it, even if we were grounded.

“You’re sorry?” my mother said sounding incredulous “I’ve had it with you two. No matter what I do, you keep causing trouble” she said, and she was right. Both my sister and I were quite the trouble makers. We were currently grounded for throwing a party while our parents were out of town. They caught us only because one of the neighbors called them to complain about the noise. Besides that, we would constantly break our curfew, fight amongst ourselves and skip school.

My sister and I were in the same grade, me being older than her by only two months. If the math doesn’t add up to you, you’re right. I was adopted when I was a month old and my mom, dad and sister were all the family I knew. As a psychology major, I could argue that my being adopted is part of what drove me to cause trouble, but I would often skip psychology class, so I could very well be wrong.

“Follow me” my mother said and walked over to the living room, leaving her coffee on the table, my sister and I obediently following her. “I guess that grounding you wasn’t enough to keep you in the house, so maybe this will.” she said and gave us a look that scared me. “Take your clothes off” she ordered in a firm voice.

“What?” I called back surprised, I was sure she was kidding.

“You heard me, take your clothes off, both of you!” she said again and gave us a serious look.

“No” I said scared and looked at my mom, not believing she was serious.

“William Bradley Banks, you take your clothes off, or so help me god…” mom said raising her voice and I started removing my shirt frightened. “You too young lady” she said to my sister who obeyed quietly.

Mom watched as I pulled off my black shirt to reveal my scrawny upper body. I continued by removing my sneakers, socks and jeans, piling my clothes on the floor. Next to me, my sister was also stripping. She removed her tight red blouse, brown sandals and tight black jeans. Within a minute we were standing in front of our mother in just our underwear, me in a pair of tight black boxers and my sister in a beige bra and pink panties, her long auburn flowing down her back.

“I meant all your clothes” mom said coldly.

“Mom, we’re really sorry,” I said with a pleading look, “we’ll never do it again and we’ll do whatever you ask in the house” I said almost begging. I had no idea what came over mom and dreaded the thought of her and my sister seeing me naked. I prayed that she would change her mind.

“I really hope you never do it again, but you’re still going to remove the rest of your clothes. You might be less inclined to sneak out of the house if you have no clothes on” she said and looked at us urgingly.

I gulped and looked at my sister who was looking at me back with moist eyes. There was no getting away and I knew we had no choice. I closed my eyes and slowly pulled my boxers down, revealing my limp 5-inch penis and thin dark pubic hair to my mother and sister. I was more of a grower than a shower, and my mother and sister looking at my unimpressive limp member was the most humiliating moment of my life. It was even more humiliating than the 17 seconds I lasted when I lost my virginity to Katy Becker.

“Mia Banks, do you need a hand-written invitation?” my mom asked her angrily “You too, take your clothes off” she said and looked at her daughter as she stripped. Mia was bright red as she fumbled behind her back and unclasped her bra. She removed it and exposed her budding breasts. They were a solid B cup, with red medium sized areolas and small nipples. She placed her bra on the floor together with the rest of her clothes, then placed her fingers inside the waistband of her panties and shyly pulled them down along her pale skinny legs. She had thin slightly spread labia, allowing a glimpse of her bright red vagina, and her pubic mound was surprisingly covered with a meticulously trimmed triangle of brown hair.

I placed a hand to cover my genitals while my sister was getting undressed, and after she took her panties off, she looked over at me and did the same, placing a hand over her vulva and using the other one to cover her tits.

“Did I say you can cover yourselves up?” mom asked angrily “move your hands away” she ordered, and we obliged, exposing our nude bodies to our mother and to each other. “Good, now for the next week, you’re going to be staying like this as long as you’re in the house” she said.

“A week?” Mia squeaked “But what about dad?”

“What about your father?” mom asked playing it dumb.

“I can’t let him see me naked” she said alarmed.

“You should have thought of that before you snuck out” mom said without any sympathy. “Naturally you will get dressed for school, but you’ll be coming back home straight after school, and the second you get home you take your clothes off. Am I clear?” she asked and we both nodded helplessly.

“What if you have people over?” Mia asked cautiously.

“Either they will see you naked or stay in rooms” mom said and I kept quiet. “Now get to bed, you look tired” mom added and headed back to the kitchen while my sister and I quickly made our way to our rooms, careful not to look at each other as we did.

I woke up six hours later. My bladder was about to burst, and I was starving. I got out of bed, slipped out of my room and made my way over to the bathroom. Just as I got to it, the door opened, and my sister walked out. She was, of course, naked and looked at me embarrassed as I looked back at her petite 5-foot frame, her exposed lady parts making me uncomfortable.

“I can’t believe mom is making us do this” she said embarrassed after she quickly covered herself with her hands.

“Yeah, this so messed up” I agreed and placed both hands to cover my penis. The thought of my mom, sister and dad seeing me naked for the next seven days was intolerable. My sister continued to her room and I entered the bathroom, getting an involuntary glimpse of her skinny ass as I closed the bathroom door to relieve myself.

I went downstairs, thankful that the living room was empty, and walked into the empty kitchen. I was starving and grabbed the bread when I heard footsteps behind me. I nervously turned around and saw it was my sister.

“You want some toast?” I asked her, turning only my head so she wouldn’t see my penis.

“Sure” she said and instinctively covered herself up again. “I’ll get the plates” she added and started setting the table while I grabbed some stuff out of the fridge. We were careful no to look at each other as we sat down to eat. It was clear we could not continue covering ourselves at the table, and although our lower body was concealed, Mia’s perky breasts were completely visible. I tried no to look at them as she grabbed a toast, spread some peanut butter on it and began eating.

We started eating in awkward silence when we heard a car pull into the driveway. A few seconds later, the door to our parents’ bedroom opened and our dad walked into the kitchen. The look on his face was one of pure shock, and he couldn’t bring himself to speak as he looked at Mia and me, her teenage breasts visible until she put her toast down and quickly covered them with her hands.

“I’m home” mom yelled as she entered the house and closed the door behind her.

“Why are you two naked?” dad finally managed to ask and looked as embarrassed as we were.

“Ask mom” I said blaming, just as she walked into the kitchen, her hands filled with shopping and grocery bags.

Dad looked at mom as she put the groceries down and stared at her waiting for an explanation. “Michelle, why are our children naked?” dad asked still shocked.

“Well, these two snuck out last night, while they were grounded in case you forgot, and went to a party where they drank. I caught them trying to sneak back in this morning.” She said, and dad looked at her, still not understanding what that had to do with why we were naked. “I thought this would teach them a lesson, and that they would be far less likely to sneak out without clothes on.” She said and started putting the groceries away.

“Can I talk to you in our room?” dad asked mom who nodded. She followed him, and we could hear distant murmurs as they talked. A few minutes later, just as Mia and I were cleaning up, mom and dad walked out of their rooms and back into the kitchen. Mom continued putting the groceries away and dad just stood there watching us as I put things away and Mia washed the dishes.

Mia and I finished cleaning up as fast as we could, trying to cover our intimate parts as best we could until we finished and rushed back to our rooms.

I stayed in my room for the rest of the day and I’m pretty sure Mia did too. When my friends called me or texted to hang out, I just told them I was grounded. I did not want to share the humiliating punishment my mother was putting me through. I spent most of my time on my computer and phone.

“Kids dinner!” I heard my mom call out a couple hours later. I was not looking forward to spending a meal naked, but I was getting hungry. I heard my sister open her bedroom door and made myself do the same. I saw her covering herself as she passed by my room, and I did the same as we climbed down the stairs.

“Kids, what did I say about covering yourselves” mom said as we entered the dinning room. She and dad were already sitting around the table, and they both looked at my sister and me as we reluctantly moved our hands away and blushed, me exposing my limp cock, and my sister revealing her young breasts and trimmed pussy to our parents’ eyes.

Mom and dad talked amongst themselves as my sister and I sat there eating in silence. I was somewhat relieved that the table was hiding my manhood, but my sister didn’t have such luck. With her titties displayed for all to see, she kept looking nervous throughout dinner.

After we finished eating, Mia and I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. We ran up to our rooms where I finished my homework then took a quick shower before going to sleep.

I never thought I would be happy to get dressed as the following day I put on my school uniform. I walked down to grab something to eat and was joined a few minutes later by my sister in her girl’s uniform. Even though it was only a day, it was strange to see her dressed.

For the first time in my life, I was hoping school would last and I would not have to return home. I enjoyed hanging out with my friends and even being in class, dreading the humiliating moment when I would have to take my clothes off at home.

This continued throughout the first days of the week. School suddenly felt like a haven and I hated going back home. Each day my sister and I would return home, mom would give us a look and we would go to our rooms to get undressed. I would stay in my room for as long as I could and would leave it as least as possible. I especially dreaded the shameful parade before dinner, when my father and mother would stare at our bare bodies as we took our place around the table, mom reminding us she did not allow us to cover our shame if we did.

By Wednesday I was going crazy in my room. I was so bored that I just lay on my bed day dreaming. After a few hours of doing nothing, I realized that the weekly episode of my favorite show was about to start in a few minutes, but there was a catch, the TV was in the living room. I knew dad wouldn’t be home for another two hours at least, but mom was home. I thought it over, considering if the embarrassment of being naked around mom was worth it. In the end I decided it was.

I opened my bedroom door and climbed downstairs. When I reached the living room, to my surprise, Mia was there watching some stupid girl’s show on TV. Mom was not there.

“What are doing here?” Mia asked me and instantly covered herself, putting the remote down.

“My show is about to start,” I told her “can I watch it?” I asked nicely.

“No, I’m watching TV now” she said firmly and returned her gaze to the TV.

“Come on” I said and took a seat next to her on the sofa, keeping my distance from her. I looked at what she was watching, and I was pretty sure she was just watching some rerun of whatever that was. “Didn’t you already see this?” I asked her.

“Yeah, so?” she said, getting on my nervous.

“Fuck this, I’m watching my show” I said and made a grab for the remote. I managed to take it and pull it away, switching to my show just as it was starting.

“What the hell are you doing?” Mia asked me in a shrill voice.

“Watching my show” I said, making sure to keep the remote away from her.

“The hell you are,” she said angrily “switch it back” she ordered me.

“No” I retorted amused.

“Switch it back you tiny cocked asshole” my sister yelled at me furious and hit a nerve. I knew I wasn’t huge, but when I was hard I was not tiny. I thought of someway I could insult my sister back regarding her appearance, but nothing good enough came to mind.

“Yeah, well at least no one broke up with me because he felt, and I quote ‘he was fucking a corpse'” I said with air quotes.

“What?” she yelled, her face red with anger and embarrassment “where did you hear that?” she asked.

“I don’t know” I said innocently, glad I got to her, “that’s the rumor around school” I added, the expression on her face priceless.

“That is so not true” she said back haughtily “I’m the one who broke up with Matt” she added in anger.

“Ok sis, whatever you say” I said sounding like I didn’t believe her, but in truth I knew she broke up with him. The rumor I said that was going around school, was actually something some other guy said about his ex-girlfriend and had nothing to do with Mia, but I thought it would hurt her and it worked. For the next minute we started screaming and cursing each other.

“What is going on here?” mom screamed looking at us fighting on the couch. We didn’t even hear her entering the living room.

“Will stole the remote while I was watching TV” Mia cried to mommy who switched her gaze between the two of us.

“I asked nicely if I can watch my show, but she said no just to spite me, she was watching reruns” I said trying to justify myself to mom. I was so mad at my sister. “Why does she have to be such a fucking cunt?” I said angrily, and mom’s eyes went wide.

“What did you just call your sister?” mom asked raising her voice.

“I called her a fucking cunt!” I said louder, I was so angry at her and wasn’t afraid of what mom was going to do, I was already grounded and naked.

“Get up!” mom yelled but I stayed sitting. “Get up!” she said again firmer, and I obeyed. She grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to my sister. “On your knees” she said, and I quietly complied, getting on my knees in front of my sister’s legs and not understanding what she was getting at.

Mia folded her legs and pulled them into her chest, hugging them as I got on my knees by her feet. She gave me a teasing look that said, now your going to get it.

“I’ll show you what a cunt is” mom said furious and stood next to me looking at Mia and me. “Mia, what did I say about covering yourself up” she yelled at her too and my sister unfolded her legs, placing her feet on the floor in front of me. “Now spread your legs” mom said to Mia.

“What?” Mia asked shocked, the victorious look on her face quickly fading as she looked up at mom.

“Spread your legs” mom repeated slowly and gave her a harsh look as she complied, pulling her legs apart and exposing her vagina to me. “Now Will, you’re going to lick your sister’s CUNT” she said with an emphasis on the last word.

“Eeww no way mom, that’s so gross” I said, the disgust visible on my face.

“So is using that word” mom said. She grabbed the back of my head and slowly pushed it down between my sister’s legs until my face was pressed against her vulva, my nose touching her pubic hair. “Start licking” my mother commanded after she let go of my head. I didn’t have much of a choice, so I stuck my tongue out and put the tip on my sister’s slit. My action repulsed me, but mom made it clear I had no choice and so I started running my tongue up and down her slit.

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