Cex Story: Family Virus [Chapter 1]

This is a work of fiction for adults only. The characters and their actions are fiction and none of this has ever happened. This story does contain underage characters having sex. The author does not condone or endorse any illegal activities written of in the story. This just a story, do not do this at home. If you are not old enough to read this please go somewhere else.

Family Virus chapter 1

My daughters presented me with a problem. I didn’t know how to deal with it at first. But before I tell you about it, maybe I should start at the beginning. My name is Emily, but my family always called me Em. I’m 26, with two kids. I started having sex when I was young, which is why today I have a 12 year old and a ten year old. But I wasn’t promiscuous, I’ve only been with one guy and he’s the father of both of my children.
When I was younger, we lived in the country near Cardston, Alberta in Canada. We lived outside the city, my brother Mike and I. I spent a lot of time with him since Mike is a great guy. Our mom had told me of times, that when I was a baby and he was only three years old that he’d hold me in his lap. Mom would give me to him and he’d feed me. Mom says he even wanted to help change my diapers. He always took care of me and I looked up to him. He was always patient with me and caring and was never too busy to stop and help me. Living on the farm, we’d learned to be dependent on each other and so work together. Since we lived out in the country we would ride the school bus into the schools and would often stay there most of the day. My brother would play hockey in the winter and baseball in the spring. I played field hockey in the fall and soccer in spring, so we had full days at school. They had a late bus that would bring us home in the evenings. During the weekdays we spent a lot of time at school and in the town with the people we went to school with. But evenings and weekends it was just the family on the farm. I was eleven and in 6th grade and I was having problems with my history, one evening I walked into Mike’s room. I had my history book and the questions on a paper in hand. I didn’t bother to knock because Mike always welcomed me and would help me with my homework any time. Mike had a room up in what was the attic. When I walked in on him, he was laying on his back, in his bed, naked. He had his dick, in his hand it was all big and hard. He was moving his hand up and down, he had his eyes closed and all of a sudden white stuff came out of the end of it in four mighty pulses. They arched up and came down on his bare chest and belly. I’d never seen that before. All I could say was “Wow! That went up high.” He looked over at me and said, “Get out of here, Em!” I didn’t move since this was too interesting. I could see that he had his TV on and there was something playing on it. It was a man and woman, they were naked and they were doing sex stuff. He quickly wiped the white stuff off himself using a little towel he had with him. He covered his now deflated penis up as he sheepishly asked, “What are you doing here? What do you want?” “I wanted help with my history. What were you doing? How did you make that stuff come out? Is that like the stuff that bulls do with the cows?” As I said that I was advancing into his room. “That is very personal, Em!” He grabbed his pajama bottoms and put them on. I could see his dick was all small and soft now. It was nowhere near as big as it was a few seconds ago. He went over and turned off the TV. “You shouldn’t be coming in here like that.” he continued. “What did you want?” “I wanted you to help me with my history,” I repeated. “OK,” he said. “But only if you don’t tell mom and dad that you saw me doing that or that you saw the tape. And in the future you need to knock before coming into my room.” “OK,” I agreed. “But that was sex that you were doing?” “Did you want help with history or not?” he asked in an annoyed tone. “I’m not going to talk to you about the other stuff, it’s personal and besides you are too young.” “I am not too young!” I declared. “Mom already signed the permission slip for me to have the sex education class. We have it in a few weeks. So what were you doing?” “Yeah, so you’re gonna have the class, so then you will know all about it. Now you want help with the history or not?”

See you next night on chapter 2

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