Thread: Naked Naivete (Candydemon21)

Moira Blackwood was the complete and polar opposite of her brother. Granted she was young, 2 or 3 years younger than her brother, but what he knew about the world, she could not even begin to grasp. The young woman, no longer a girl, often found that she was most comfortable at home, naked. She had no idea of what she did to men, especially her brother. Her body no longer resembled that of a young girl, but rather, a woman. She stood a modest five foot four, having gained no height advantage from either side of her family. But, regardless of the fact that she was so 'vertically challenged' as she liked to put it, her legs were long, smooth and toned. Her hair was much the same, it was long and sleek. It fell just above the two small dimples she had on her lower back, the dark raven tendrils layered and often curled. Her bangs were cut in such a fashion that they framed her pretty heart shaped face. She had a small button nose, a mostly full lips which always, seemed to shimmer with a thin layer of gloss. Above the corner of her mouth was a small beauty mark, one in which she believes made her look like Marylin Monroe . Her body was what made her the issue at home. Normally, someone so naive would think 'Oh I must conceal my no no bits, I can't even imagine what it would do to a man, let alone my poor, sweet, innocent brother.' This again, was not the case. Moira felt her most comfortable and safe with her brother, even while in her birthday suit. Not once had she seen his eyes look her over, not once had she noticed the effects she had on him. Perhaps it was because he was her brother. Why should she, she would never think that her guardian would ever try and take advantage of her large DD36 breasts, or even perhaps her shapely behind, or not even her shaven virgin sex. Today was no exception, walking into the living room, setting her purse down on the table, she smiled warmly, Vegging again I see? She teased, flicking a lock of her raven hair over her shoulder, her body currently clothes, but not for much longer. Sauntering over to where her brother sat, Moira reached down to the edge of Black Veil Brides T and pulled it up over her head. Discarding the fabric on at her feet, she reached back and gracefully unclasped her Victorica Secret white and black lace bra. The moment her breasts were free, a moan of pleasure escaped her lips, Have been looking forward to letting the girls out off their leash all day. Damn it feels good. Thoughts of pulling her pants off had vanished for the time being. Rather, Moira had busied herself with running her small, longer fingered hands over her soft flesh. Already her pink nipples were erect and excited. Gently the palms of her hands ran over the erect peeks, another moan escaping her lips. And just as quickly as the girl had begun to feel herself up, she stopped, her fingers moving down to the silvery button that kept her pants locked around her wide hips. Working the button free and yanking the zipper down, in one fluid motion, the young woman pulled her pants and panties off. Turning away from her brother, she bent over, and pulled each foot free of the black skinny jeans. Her sex glistened with a light misting of arousal. One foot was free, slowly she yanked the other one free and piled the clothes on the floor next. Sinking down onto the couch next to Richard, she smiled, So! She began, bringing her knees to her chest, covering her breasts but leaving her aroused sex visible for the poor sex deprived man, how has it been since I was out? It had been several hours of peace for the poor man, probably more than welcomed at this point. Moira had been invited out for a 'day at the mall' with a few of her college friends, the fall term was ending and people were getting ready for the first break of the year.