Author’s note:
The chapter contains a realistic recounting of combat. It was written based on an account from my military advisor, who then proofread and verified the terminology was correct. This isn’t included for shock value, but rather because its part of the story for Just the Six of Us. Fair warning to those that wish to skip it. Mike’s 2nd POV is where the recounting begins.
Thank you – MC
Just the Six of Us, Part 2
Chapter 6
Mike
Sunday morning…
Danni smiled sweetly at him but didn’t advance.
“She… looks like a bunny… but like… fuckable…” the Voice muttered. “Dude, I’m so confused and turned on right now.”
“You and me both,” Mike thought.
He was standing right next to Max’s cage, though the dog’s attention was solely on him at the moment. The furry doofus couldn’t have cared less that Danni was dressed like a sexy rabbit.
“Well?” she asked.
“It’s… really hot,” Mike admitted.
He flashed her a grin and felt his cock begin to stiffen as she giggled in response and bounced up and down in place for a few seconds in excitement.
Max whined at his feet, causing him to look down.
“Fuck,” Mike sighed, frowning at his furry companion. “Now?”
Max barked quietly at him.
Danni giggled again. “You should handle him and then come back and handle me.”
Mike nodded dumbly, focusing on her for a bit longer as he blindly reached out for Max’s leash on the table near his cage. As he watched, Danni moved over to the bed and climbed up onto it. Once there, she moved to the center and knelt down on her knees, folding her hands in her lap and giving him a seemingly innocent smile.
“I guess I’ll just wait here,” she said, smirking at him as he finally found the leash.
He continued to stare at her, and as he knelt to put on Max’s collar, he was struck at how incredibly sexy she looked that morning. That done, he turned and began to head for the door, his eyes never leaving her alluring, naked form.
“You might want to put something on first, baby,” she said, giggling.
Mike looked down, then briefly covered his face with his hand in embarrassment. He was still completely naked from the night before.
“So cute,” Danni said, looking at him with a clearly amused look on her face.
“This is your fault,” Mike said, shaking his head. He briefly dropped Max’s leash and grabbed a fresh pair of underwear from his bag, then slid some shorts and a shirt on. After grabbing a disposable bag for Max, he turned and flashed Danni a grin and knelt to grab Max’s leash once more.
She grinned back at him, but then slid a single hand down between her legs and began to slowly tease a finger back and forth across her pussy lips.
“Dude… that’s just mean…” said the Voice.
“Seriously?” Mike asked, drawing a playful grin and quick nod as she slid the finger inside and quietly gasped.
“You needed a little bit of encouragement to get back here quickly,” she informed him, pulling the finger out and sliding it up her body as he stumbled his way to the door. Popping it into her mouth and sucking on it for a few seconds, she pulled it back out and immediately slid it back down where it began to dance between her folds.
Mike continued to watch as he blindly stepped toward the door and smacked into the table next to it. Danni erupted into giggles again and made him chuckle at himself.
“Focus,” he said to himself, shaking his head.
Max snuffled at him a bit, drawing his gaze down. “I know bud,” he said. “You’re terrible,” he told her, looking back up and pointing a finger.
“Well hurry back here and put me in my place!” she told him.
Mike took one last look, sighing as she spread her knees a bit and began to finger herself.
“Goddamnit,” he said, turning and opening the door.
Max was quick to find a patch of grass and take care of his business, thankfully. After a few minutes to make sure he was done, Mike cleaned up and disposed of the refuse, then took his furry companion back inside.
He wasn’t surprised to see that Danni was in the same position, still playing with herself, though her moaning had gotten a little louder and more frequent. Mike heard Max snuffle at him again and looked down, seeing him looking up at him near his food bowl.
“Yeah, I know, buddy,” Mike said, kneeling down and rubbing his friend’s head. He reached over and got Max some food, then gave him one last head rub for good measure before taking a deep breath and standing again.
“Uhh… I don’t know what we should do to her dressed like that,” the voice said.
“I have a few ideas,” Mike thought.
“Ooo… we can make her eat some lettuce! Will that be hot?”
Mike was so confused by the question that he actually scrunched up his face and looked to the side for a moment. “What?” he mentally questioned.
“We could tell her to make rabbit noises!” the Voice suggested.
Mike was beginning to think that it really didn’t understand the point of the bunny ears and tail.
“Dude, what’s wrong with you?” Mike asked.
“So, I guess it’s safe to assume that you like what you see?” Danni asked, whimpering as she pulled her finger from her pussy and held it out for him.
Kneeling on the bed, he leaned forward to suck on the digit as he crawled forward. Instead of replying, he stripped off his shirt after she pulled her finger free and moved it back down between her legs. His shorts followed after that, and he quickly kissed her, pushing her backward as he leaned against her. His arm was up behind her though, supporting her easily as she moved her knees out from under her.
She gently urged him back, giggling at him as he looked up at her with concern.
“Tail,” she reminded him. “I can’t lay down like that.”
He realized that she was right, the tail protruding from her rear was probably not comfortable to roll backward on.
“You lay down,” she suggested, moving back to her knees and guiding him down to the mattress her in her place.
He made himself comfortable back up on the pillows, moving his arms up behind his head as she maneuvered down between his legs, her small hand gripping his steel-hard cock. He smiled, seeing the bunny ears popping up through her hair as she lowered her head down and licked the crown of his shaft. Her lips wrapped around the girth, warm suction pulling at the flesh as she moaned, slowly driving them down as she stroked her hand from the base up to her lips.
He groaned in pleasure, subtly thrusting against the pressure of her lips driving down his length and eliciting a whimper of delight from her. She twisted her head back and forth a few times as the head pushed at the back of her throat. He felt a soft jolt and moaned, feeling her throat give way after a moment of pressure, then open up to him as she descended the rest of the way.
Her eyes found his as she settled down to the mattress, peering up at him with a playful glint, her bunny ears standing proudly atop her head.
“WHY IS THIS SO HOT?” the voice cried out.
Mike was wondering that as well but couldn’t voice a reply just then due to the immense pleasure Danni was inflicting on him. Up her lips moved, suddenly freeing his length from the warm, safe confines of its fleshy prison. Her hand immediately resumed stroking as she took a breath, her lips latched tight around the crown before she released it with a gentle “pop”.
“I’ve been reading the book a little,” she said, smiling up at him for a moment before clamping her lips back around the head of his cock and working on it with her tongue.
“Fuck,” he grunted, watching as her ears bobbed forward and backwards as she dipped her head up and down in brief strokes of his length. “Is that right?”
She moaned softly, sucking and working her heard back and forth a few times before pulling him free again and starting to jerk him off again.
“Yep,” she said, her hand gripping him tight and massaging up and down. “We’re still new to this, but when I’m doing stuff like this, but you should pet me.”
“What….” the Voice asked.
Mike smiled down at her as she giggled and shrugged, still stroking his cock. She kissed the head once before blossoming her lips around it and engulfing it completely.
Even though he felt a little silly doing it, he reached his hand out after a few seconds and caressed her cheek, then smiled as she nuzzled her cheek against it. Taking a leap, he smiled and figured he would try something else.
“Good girl,” he said softly.
She whimpered, nuzzling his hand once more before attacking his cock with her lips and tongue again.
“Goddamn,” he groaned, gently pushing up against her pursed, gently sliding lips and driving deeper into her warm, wet mouth.
Though he would have been happy to let her do what she wanted to him for the rest of the day, he felt the immediate need to have her, then and there.
“I want you, now,” he grunted, looking down and garnering a grin from her as she popped her lips off the head of his cock.
“Yeah?” she asked mirthfully.
He nodded and gestured for her to turn around.
“Ooo… want to see my tail while I fuck you?” she guessed, moving to her knees.
“Hell yes,” he said, reaching up and taking the leash that was attached to the collar around her neck. It had almost been forgotten, but as soon as he saw it dangling there, he knew he wanted to have a good grip on it to try and control her movements a bit.
She quickly spun around, facing away from him as she slid both knees on either side of his thighs. His cock was quickly back in her hands, and she was teasing him by taking plenty of time in moving herself into position for fucking.
He hadn’t really noticed though, being too busy being awestruck by the sheer incredibleness of her ass. It looked fucking spectacular with the cute, pink floof protruding from it. It almost seemed like she was deliberately poking it out more, or maybe that the plug made her do that. Whichever the case, he couldn’t believe how delicious and wonderful it looked.
He raised a hand and spanked a generous helping of her pale flesh, garnering a playful yelp and a side-eyed glare from her.
“Bad girl,” he said, smirking at her.
She growled briefly, and he gave her a confused look.
“Bunnies don’t growl,” he pointed out.
She giggled playfully and shrugged, then subtly began to lift her hips and position his cock correctly.
“Your ass looks fuckin delightful,” he said, reaching out and spanking the other side with a healthy smack.
She cried out as the head of his cock nudged just inside her waiting pussy, burrowing slowly deeper and deeper. He reached up and playfully wiggled the floof, eliciting a whimper of excitement and a quiver as she slid inexorably downward. Once she was fully engulfing him, she shivered again before slowly beginning to move her hips back and forth.
He gently pulled on the leash, forcing her to arch her back a bit and driving her pussy back down on his cock without her being the one doing it. She cried out in pleasure, reaching back and steadying herself on him until he released the tension and let her fall back forward.
“Tell me what to do,” she whimpered, glancing back and giving him a lustful stare.
He swatted her rump again, drawing a whimper from her and eliciting a deep groan of pleasure from himself as he felt her pussyflesh contract hard from the impact. He gently nudged the tail a few times, forcing gasps of surprise and cries of pleasure from her as she tried to fuck him.
“Fuck me harder,” he grunted, reaching down to grip both of her hips, intending to help her do just that.
She’d immediately started complying though, her hips moving up higher and back down harder each time. They grunted in pleasure each time her flesh smacked against his, her ass shaking deliciously from the impacts.
“Fucking good girl,” he moaned, the words drawing a moan of pleasure from her.
“Guh… fug…” she muttered, her body shaking and quivering after a few more wet slaps of flesh on flesh. He moaned softly as her pussy convulsed down on him, rippling muscles massaging up and down the length.
Several moments passed before she could move again, and though he though she’d resume fucking him, she didn’t. Instead, she toppled forward weakly, her knees forcing her butt up as she laid her head down on the mattress. Her breath was ragged, and she would randomly shiver, a weak little cry of pleasure accompanying each one.
Mike smiled, moving up behind her and regripping her leash. He gripped the base of his cock and thwapped it a few times on her butt cheek before positioning himself correctly.
“Are you okay?” he asked, but instead of waiting for an answer, was already pushing the head back inside while he spoke.
“Guhgfg,” Danni mumbled, her face buried in the mattress.
“Good girl,” he praised, pushing deep inside and pulling on the leash as he did so.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuck,” she whined, her back arching and forcing her shoulders up as he shortened the length of leash he was holding.
His cock buried deep, he continued to pull, drawing her up halfway and holding her arms up off the bed for a few seconds. He let her down just enough to allow her to put her arms down, but she apparently decided that she didn’t need to and slid them both behind her back.
Mike smiled, reaching out to caress her skin with his free hand for a few seconds. That done, he pulled back a bit then plunged back in, pulling with the leash. It took a few attempts, but he quickly got the hang of pulling at the right time and making her slam back into him. Each impact made her gasp or groan in pleasure, her body shaking and twitching over and over.
Another spanking followed, causing her to cry out even louder and forcing a spasm through her sex, muscles rippling up and down his cock. He couldn’t believe how hot and sexy the whole thing was, and all from just a set of bunny ears and a tail.
Her ass was downright edible with the floof in it, and he found his gaze repeatedly drawn back to the curvaceous rump his sister sported. Each time he pulled back and slammed deep within, her curves shook from the impact.
He heard her cries growing louder and more frequent, sensing that she was going to cum again. Focusing, he steadied his pace and forced himself to time each thrust and pull perfectly, pushing her pleasure higher and higher.
“Oh…” she cried.
He yanked again, his cock plunging fully inside where her flesh undulated needfully against it.
“…my…”
He pulled back, letting out a little slack on the leash before pulling and thrusting in harmony again, his cock plunging home and causing more contractions of bliss to echo through her pussy.
“…fucking…”
He let go a bit, sliding his glistening length out a bit before pulling back and slamming home. Her flesh quaked from the impact, a cry of delight filling the room.
“…God!” she finished, her cunt contorting down hard on him as she hung suspended on just her knees in front of him. Her body shook violently, and he could swear that he could feel her pulling herself forward against the leash.
Several seconds passed before she cried out again, her body shaking uncontrollably as rippling muscles suckled and engulfed the length of his cock, seeing to draw out the precious contents.
Mike slowed a bit, letting her recover and allowing her to plant her arms back down on the mattress. She seemed to be unable to use them at the moment though, and soon she was face down on with her but perfect rump poking up in the air.
He wasn’t about to stop though, and continued easing his plunging rod in and out, pacing himself to give her a small window of respite. The cute little floof on her plug was bouncing gently each time he bottomed out inside her, and it drew his attention. Smiling, he gently pulled on the pink fluff and saw it drawing the plug slowly out with it. Danni whined weakly, eliciting a chuckle from him. He didn’t let go though, and while still sawing in and out of her, he began to nudge the plug in and out a bit with each thrust.
He shortened his grip on the leash and pulled her back up, causing her to moan lowly and forcing her pussy to contract a few times on his length. He pumped into her deeply, pulling back and lifting her up off the mattress again. Her arms hung limply below her, her yelps of pleasure growing faster and faster and mixing with the sounds of her quietly whimpering, “yes, yes, yes!”
A few minutes went by as he steadily pumping in and out of her, easing off the pressure of her leash every so often before reapplying it. He continued twiddling with the plug, flicking and nudging it back and forth as he fucked her. Her whines and moans always got louder when he touched it, so he focused on it more and more.
Finally, he pulled harder on the plug, easing it from her adorable ass as his cock plunged deep into her pussy. She whimpered pitifully at the sensation, so he gave her a hearty smack on one cheek and began to push it back in, using the force to pull back a bit with his shaft.
It only took a few seconds before the plug was fully inserted, so he pulled her leash tight and drew her up until she was almost leaning against him. With his free hand, her ran it around her body and up her torso to grip the flesh of her neck as he kept his cock buried fully inside.
Danni’s whimpers continued, gasps punctuating the rhythm every so often as he leaned in and affectionately kissed and sucked at the skin of her neck. He felt her leaning forward a little and decided to let her have some slack. Easing up on the tension, he followed her forward until she was back in doggy. He didn’t stop, continuing over the top of her and pushing her down to the mattress, his cock still buried deep in her deliciously drench pussy.
“Fuck… yes… baby,” she groaned. “Take… me…”
He slid bodily over the top of her, his hand up underneath again and gripping her neck, the other dropping the leash and moving around her shoulder to encase her in a prison of his arms. Gingerly, he began to pull back and plunge slowly back in, tenderly squeezing her throat for a few seconds at a time.
“So… fucking… good…” she gasped, her rump pushing back against him with each thrust.
Her form was completely engulfed by his, though he was putting very little weight on her. Each plunge of his cock caused her to groan deeply or whimper weakly, the chorus filling the small hotel room. After a few minutes her cries changed to emphatic cries of “yes!” He sensed her orgasm getting close and forced himself to focus on controlling his own, hoping to be able to give her one final, powerful climax.
Eventually, she fell silent, her body tensing at his gentle, persistent thrusts as her pussy shuddered against the hot flesh of his cock. Pussyflesh rippled up and down his length again, though Danni still wasn’t making a sound. Instead, she simply dropped her head forward to the mattress, her body shaking as she endured his pleasure torment.
Mike’s own orgasm wasn’t going to be put off any longer though, and after a few more thrusts, he plunged down deep and hard into her, crying out in pleasure as pleasure filled his body. Several half-hearted thrusts followed before the two fell over onto their sides. He cradled her up against him, forcing his cock fully inside and eliciting another gentle shiver to race up and down her body.
It didn’t take but a minute or so for him to recover, as he waited for her to recuperate, he kissed her neck and shoulder affectionately, caressing and touching her soft, pleasant skin. She continued to whimper every few seconds, twitching slightly as aftershocks coursed through her.
They continued to lay like that for 20 minutes, Mike gently stroking and caressing her pale skin the whole time. His cock had diminished completely by then, and after it was forced out of her, he helped her up out of bed and to the shower.
After a long, affectionate shower, the two got out and started to get ready to leave.
*****
Emma
Saturday, the day before
Her bag of toys and smaller bag of essentials loaded, Emma made her way back to the house and parked in her usual spot along the street. It had only been a couple of hours since Mike and Danni had left on their trip, and she’d been anxious to get over to see what exactly was going on with Sarah, Beth, and Matt.
She quietly knocked on the door as she opened it, then stepped inside. She walked a few feet until she could see inside the kitchen and saw what was causing the moans that she heard clearly the moment she’d come in.
Sarah was bent low over the sink as if she were really getting into washing dishes. The only problem with that was that her shorts and panties had been pulled down to her ankles and Beth was noisily devouring her from behind.
“Oh fuck… Bethy… I can’t…” Sarah complained.
Emma giggled quietly, hearing the protests coming from her eldest sister but seeing how she was almost desperately pulling one of her butt cheeks wide to let Beth have easier access to the goodies inside.
“Jesus…” Sarah moaned.
Beth’s blonde hair bobbed around almost playfully as the fully nude vixen knelt on the ground behind Sarah. Emma smiled happily, seeing Beth working her tongue fiercely up and down Sarah’s pussy then changing to tonguing her ass and forcing a finger or two inside the sopping pussy. A few seconds later, the fingers would be removed, and Beth would go back to devouring her again.
Behind her, Sarah’s door opened, and Emma turned to see Matt emerging wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt.
“Hey stranger,” he said, grinning at her as he came over and stood next to her, watching the show.
“Hey,” she said, smiling briefly. “I hear that this place has been… lively.”
Matt’s wide grin was all the answer she needed.
Sarah glanced back at the two, her face twisted in pleasure mixed with a somewhat pained expression. Emma could see the pleading in her eyes, but simply giggled again in response. Beth could likely hear the two talking but paid them no mind as she continued her fun at Sarah’s expense.
“I’m assuming you’ve been reaping the benefits of the situation,” Emma stated, briefly glancing at him sidelong before looking back at the enticing scene.
“Hell yeah, I am,” Matt confirmed. “Beth keeps Sarah going and I pretty much get to have her whenever I want.”
“Sounds terrible,” Emma joked.
“I’m guessing my girlfriend called you for help?” Matt asked.
Emma nodded, flashing him a grin of amusement. “I brought some toys that should keep Beth’s sexual shenanigans focused on me; at least for a little while.”
Matt chuckled but didn’t say anything.
“I guess if she doesn’t behave, we can always tie her up,” she said after another minute of watching her two sisters.
Sarah started to have an orgasm then, and just as soon as she collapsed to the floor, Emma stepped into the kitchen and started over to where Beth was sitting back on her feet and catching her breath.
“Bethy,” Emma called out, the gorgeous blonde turning her mostly nude body half around to smile wickedly. “Bag of sex toys,” she said, holding up her bag of fun. “Come find me when you get bored of tormenting Sarah.”
Without another word, Emma flashed the defeated older sister a wide smile and hurried upstairs to her room.
As she pounded up the steps with her bags in hand, she heard Beth’s laugh of amusement, then the sound of her scrambling up. Bare feet pounding on the floor sent a giggle through Emma as she moved faster, hurrying up the steps and rounding the corner to her old room just as Beth began scrambling up after her.
She managed to get to her room by the time Beth had made it up the stairs, slowing to a steady walk tossing her two bags to the bed before turning around slowly and pulling her shirt off in one quick move.
Beth stalked forward, clad only in one of her normal tank-tops, one strap of which had slipped off her right shoulder and causing an ample portion of her breast to be exposed. She wasn’t wearing anything else though, and Emma could feel a shiver of anticipation as the seemingly possessed blonde came toward her.
“Sarah called you?” Beth asked.
Emma nodded, reaching back to undo her bra and strip it off as she slowly backed up against the bed. Her sandals were quickly kicked off, her hands moving to push her shorts and panties down and out of the way.
“What a little bitch,” Beth said, her grin widening as she stalked predatorily closer to Emma. “Like that’s going to prevent me from attacking her.”
“I think it was more of her just needing a break,” Emma said, kicking her panties and shorts away as she slid up on the bed and scrambled backwards.
Beth hadn’t bothered to kick the door closed as she came into the room and in seconds she was kneeling in front of Emma and crawling forward.
“You are possessed,” Emma commented.
“Horny,” Beth corrected. “Very… very horny.”
“Well, I’ve got all sorts of fun things in my bag if you like…” Emma began, but Beth quickly leaned into her and kissed her on the lips. She’d expected it to be rushed, almost frantic or even violent, but her big sister was being surprisingly soft and gentle.
“Later,” Beth muttered, kissing her again and pushing her back as she lowered her lips to Emma’s neck, following her down and beginning to kiss every few inches. She inhaled deeply as Emma smiled and relaxed into the mattress, enjoying her sister’s mouth and tongue. “Oh God…” Beth moaned, inhaling deeply again and following it up with a long, drawn-out lick along Emma’s exposed neck.
“What?” she asked after a few pleasurable seconds.
Beth groaned louder, moving up to kiss Emma once.
“What is it?” Emma pressed, Beth taking a moment to strip her top off and free her perky, perfect breasts.
“You fucking smell like him,” she muttered, leaning back in and kissing her passionately, then moving back to kiss her neck.
“Who?” Emma asked through her sighs of pleasure. “Mike? Is that why…” she stammered, her words cut off with a cry of surprise as Beth stopped kissing her and mounted her one quick movement, her pussy dropping down directly into Emma’s mouth. One of Beth’s hands reached up to steady herself on the headboard of Emma’s bed, the other moving down to grab a handful of the twin’s hair and grip it tightly.
Knowing what Beth was craving, Emma acquiesced without hesitation, her tongue sliding through her sister’s trough and against the swollen clit. She flicked it deftly a few times, but she’d been with Beth many times before and knew what her sister did and didn’t like.
Wrapping her arms around Beth’s thighs, Emma pulled her securely against her mouth and pulsed her tongue rapidly against the clit as Beth moaned weakly. A rough yank and push of her hand in Emma’s hair pushed her arousal higher, the move a clear sign of approval.
Pulling even tighter, she moaned audibly, drinking in her sister’s delectable arousal and sucking the clit and its hood completely into her mouth. Then, she deftly flicked her tongue against the organ, sending Beth’s moan to a higher tone.
“Emmy,” Beth grunted. “God… yes…” she spat. Her fingers gripped tighter, and Emma felt the pain in her scalp mixing with the arousal and causing it to grow even more.
Briefly releasing one arm’s grip on Beth’s thigh, Emma brought her hand back around and smacked her sister hard on the ass one time, then again, and finally a third time. Each loud impact echoed off the walls of her room, each one accompanied by an approving cry of pleasure.
She felt Beth’s hips wiggling her pussy gently back and forth as she noisily slurped and sucked, but quickly brought her arm back around and clamped it tightly back around her thigh to prevent her from taking too much control.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” Beth whined loudly. She finally let go of Emma’s scalp and raised her hand up to grip the headboard next to the other. “Guh…” she grunted, her flat tummy and perky breasts shaking as she started to come. The muscles in her stomach tightened as Emma watched, looking up through the sparse pubic hair and seeing the look of absolute bliss on her sister face as she devoured her pussy.
“Ngugh,” Beth grunted, convulsing a bit before quivering steadily once more.
To her genuine surprise, Beth’s third grunt of pleasure was much more drawn out as her head lolled back a bit and a warm, though sparse, gush of liquid filled Emma’s mouth. She swallowed quickly lest she inhale in her fervor to pleasure her big sister and resumed her punishment of Beth’s clit.
Another few seconds passed as Beth’s breathing halted, her muscles tense and her head rolling back forward, followed by another guttural gasp and a gentle explosion of juices into Emma’s mouth. Again, Emma swallowed the squirt down and kept slurping, moaning in arousal.
Beth didn’t squirt anymore that Emma could tell, but she kept grunting and convulsing another few times before she finally worked her hips back off of Emma’s face and collapsed, half on and half off of her.
With a grin, Emma slid out from under Beth deftly as the beautiful blonde fought to catch her breath and quivered in place over and over. Sliding quietly off the bed, she reached over for the bag of toys and unzipped it but paused when she heard noise from the hallway and looked up.
Sarah was down on all fours just outside Emma’s room, Matt behind her pounding away.
Grinning, she reached back down into the bag and pulled out what she’d been intending to get initially and pulled it up to show it to the two. Sarah grinned at the appearance of the strap-on dildo and its harness.
“Nice,” Matt commented, though he didn’t slow down fucking his girlfriend.
Beth was still moaning softly in bed while Emma fitted the strap-on into place and secured it. That done, she reached back into her bag and grabbed a bottle of lube, moving over to set it on the nightstand next to her old bed and within easy reach should it be needed.
Moving around to the foot of the bed where Beth’s feet where, Emma offered a wink to Matt and Sarah in the hallway before turning and facing the bed again. She knelt once more on it, running her hands along Beth’s feet and up to her calves. Kneeling, she kissed the pale skin of one leg and sent a shiver through her sister. Another kiss brought her up higher, her hands moving to spread Beth’s legs apart.
Emma saw Beth’s hips rising in anticipation, though she doubted that Beth was expecting what she was going to get. Soft flesh was easily contorted under Emma’s grasping fingers as she slowly kissed her way upward. She could see the glistening arousal on her sister’s slit as her hips began to poke upward adorably.
Emma moved quicker as she saw Beth beginning to turn and look back, one hand moving up to grab a handful of Beth’s golden hair, the other gripping the base of her strap-on. Pulling on Beth’s locks fiercely, Emma yanked her head back and forced her to stop trying to look back at her. The other positioned the head of her dildo in line with the hungry snatch inches away while Emma knee-walked up into position.
Though she wanted to simply hammer the shaft deep into her beautiful big sister, Emma knew that she’d have to get it nicely lubed first to prevent any accidents. Letting go of the base, she plunged two fingers into Beth’s pussy, eliciting a groan of approval that was followed by a whine as the fingers were extracted. Coated with juices, Emma ran the fingers along her makeshift cock until the surface was nice and shiny.
Moving her hand back to the base, she positioned it correctly and began to slowly guide it into Beth’s waiting pussy. A gasp of surprise was followed by a groan of approval and Beth’s hips beginning to push backward until the two sisters met in the middle, the strap-on fully inside.
Slowly, she began to work her hips back and forth, briefly marveling at how awkward and uncoordinated she felt doing it. The harness was made in such a way that it would put a delightful amount of pressure in just the right spot for her as well, so she could sense that she would probably be able to achieve an orgasm or two herself during the fun.
Beth had submitted completely to Emma by the time she had worked out how best to go about fucking her. She’d had to let go of Beth’s hair, the hand being needed to grip her sister’s ample hips and help her driving the cock deep inside again and again. For a few strokes, Beth had propped herself up on both arms, but that had given way to her face being buried in the sheets and her arms pulled out of the way behind her.
Settling in for a long, fun time, Emma maintained her steady rhythm as best she could, the job of fucking being a new one for her. As such, she wasn’t used to using the muscles required and began to have a newfound respect for Mike being able to handle both herself and Danni at once.
After several orgasms for the blonde and one for herself, Emma was ready for a break and glanced behind her to see if Sarah and Matt were still watching. The hallway was empty, the two having either gotten bored or finishing and subsequently leaving Emma and Beth to their fun.
With a conciliatory pat on one pale cheek, Emma slid back and out, falling to her rear on the mattress. Beth immediately turned, frowning and look back at her expectantly.
“I need a break,” Emma said simply.
“Oh,” Beth said, smiling sweetly. “I can take over, then,” she said.
That wasn’t really what Emma had meant, but it wasn’t like she was going to get a choice in the matter. Beth pulled her hand, coaxing her to lay down on the pillows before climbing onto her. The dildo quickly disappeared inside once more, and Emma found herself ogling the perfect, perky, bouncing tits her sister was gifted with as the blonde fucked herself on top of Emma.
It was going to be a long evening, she realized.
*****
Danni
Once they’d finished fooling around in the shower, Mike and Danni got dressed and went to grab breakfast. That done, they returned to the hotel room and started getting things packed. As Danni put her things away, she saw Mike go over and pick up his phone, staring quietly at it for a few seconds.
It was difficult for her to know how to act towards him at times, not wanting to trigger anything. She’d already decided that her best course of action on the trip was to be there for him in whatever capacity he needed. She hadn’t planned on it, but she wasn’t going to deny him any time he wanted to have sex. Nor would she start any super-deep conversations about them as a couple that would take his focus away from dealing with what was required.
She watched quietly, still packing her stuff away, and saw him unlock his phone and dial a number. In the quiet of the room, she could hear the voice on the other end of the phone surprisingly well. Mike tended to keep the volume on his phone pretty loud lately, especially since he’d come back to her.
“Hello,” it said.
It suddenly occurred to her that this must be one of the parents of the Marine that they were going to visit. She’d known before the trip had started that he’d spoken to each of the families that he planned to visit and had confirmed that it was okay for them to do so. She stopped moving and held still to give Mike as much peace as he needed.
“Yes sir, this is Mike Matthews,” Mike said.
“Good to hear from you Mike!” the man said warmly. “My wife and I have been looking forward to your visit. Where about are you?”
Something in the tone of the man’s voice made Mike look more relaxed as he took a deep breath, even smiling a bit.
“Couple of hours away,” Mike informed him, then began to detail what the plan was from there.
“That’ll probably put you guy here around supper time,” the man said. “We’ll have a meal ready for you, so y’all better be hungry!”
“We’re looking forward to it,” Mike replied.
“Alright son, we’ll see you then,” the voice on the phone said. “Y’all drive safe.”
“Will do sir,” Mike said, and clicked the call off.
With a deep sigh, he tossed the phone to the bed. He must have felt Danni looking at him, though, as he turned to look at her. He offered the caring, concerned look she was giving him a small, conciliatory smile. She stepped close, reaching up to brush his hair with her hand.
“Are you worried about the visit?” she asked quietly.
He nodded.
She squeezed his arm gently but stood still for a minute in silence. “I’ll be right there with you,” she said.
He nodded, then kissed her on the nose, making her giggle.
After letting Max relieve himself again, Mike helped him into the truck and got him strapped into his safety harness while Danni loaded her bag. She snickered when she saw Mike get rewarded with a lick to the cheek for his work, then give Max a few head rubs in return.
Once they got underway, she and Mike talked about a variety of topics, from work to their family. They made good time and stayed on schedule, even with Max’s potty breaks.
“There is something that I was curious about,” Danni said when they were about twenty minutes out from their destination. She’d been hesitant to bring up their relationship, of course, but knew that this wouldn’t wait.
“What’s that?” Mike asked, turning to look at her.
“Well, am I your sister or your girlfriend?” she asked, glancing over at him.
He frowned, not understanding what she was talking about. “Both?” he asked.
“No, I mean, when we meet the families of your fellow Marines,” she said. “I… I guess I don’t know how much they know about you and your personal life.”
Mike nodded in understanding, but was silent for a few more moments, lost in thought. “The guys knew that I have lots of sisters,” he said eventually, “but I wasn’t open about past girlfriends or anything. It was easy to just say that I was single and leave it at that.”
“Okay,” she said. “How do you think we need to introduce ourselves then?”
“Well, I don’t know if you and I would be able to behave like a normal brother and sister,” he pointed out. “I think we’re too comfortable being affectionate with one another.”
“Me too,” she said, nodding. “It’s not like you and Emma where y’all are clearly related. I think we look different enough from each other for people not to get too suspicious.”
He nodded in agreement.
The house was just outside of town, set a bit off the highway with farmland all around. It was modest in size but looked inviting and homey. A line of tall pine trees lined each side of the quarter-mile gravel road that led to the house.
As they turned into the drive, she squeezed his hand comfortingly when she sensed his growing tension. She watched him with concern as he took a deep breath and tried to focus on calming his nerves as the tall pine trees passed by their windows.
He pulled up to the house and parked, then shut off the vehicle. Glancing over at her, Mike gave her a half smile and sighed deeply. She didn’t say anything, though, and just gave him the same, caring look that she had been. She wished that she had more that she could do to help him.
He squeezed her hand one more time and opened the door, hopping out and going around the back of the truck and to the passenger side to let Max out of his harness. Danni had already grabbed the leash from the center console and came around as Mike backed up to let Max fumble his way out of the back seat. Once on the ground, he sat on his haunches and looked up, panting happily as she knelt to attach the leash.
That done, she stood with the leash securely in her grip and smiled up at Mike as he took another deep breath.
“I love you,” she said, looking up at him.
“I love you too,” he told her.
Turning, they walked up to a short chain-link fence together. Mike opened it up and let Danni step through, rejoining her after closing it behind him. She heard him take one more deep breath as they walked up the sidewalk toward the front door. Stepping up to the door, he took a final breath and knocked, then stepped back.
The sound of a small dog barking from somewhere in the house could be heard, and the noise quickly grew louder until it was obvious that the source of the noise was directly on the other side of the closed door. She glanced down at Max, but he looked like he couldn’t care less, panting happily with the same, adorable, goofy look on his face that he always had.
A few seconds went by before she heard a deep, gruff voice yell, “Shut up already,” before the door was unlocked and opened.
A tall man with a warm, smiling face greeted them.
“Mike Matthews,” Mike said, reaching out to shake the man’s hand.
“Bud Turner,” the man said, briefly shaking it before pulling Mike in for a surprise embrace that ended with a hearty pat on the back. “Good to finally meet you!”
“You too, sir,” Mike said, turning and raising a hand toward Danni. “This is my girlfriend, Danni.”
Danni felt a rush of happiness when she heard him refer to her as his girlfriend but stifled her giddiness quickly as Dan turned to shake her hand.
“Lovely to meet you,” she said sweetly, offering a warm smile.
“Likewise,” Bud said, then stepped out of the way as he held to the door open and gestured behind him.
“Y’all come on in,” he said.
“Is our dog going to be okay to come in or does he need to stay out here?” Mike asked, pausing just after he’d started moving forward.
“Oh hell no, he’s fine to come in,” Bud said. “That noisy little bastard is Frankie, my wife’s dog. Don’t mind him none, though, he’s harmless.”
Danni saw a scruffy looking mutt that appeared to be about half of Max’s size, wagging his tail madly and vibrating in place just inside the house. Following Mike in, the two paused just inside as Bud came around and began to lead the way forward.
She took a moment to make sure that Max and Frankie were going to get along, and after the required butt-sniffing session, the two seemed to be fast friends.
They stepped out of the entryway into a short hallway that had a large opening on the left side. Bud continued to lead the way, stepping through the doorway and moving over to a woman standing just inside and smiling warmly.
“This is my wife,” Bud said.
“Maryann,” she said warmly, and quickly pulled Mike close in for a hug.
“Mike,” he said. “This is my s… girlfriend, Danni,” he said.
She mentally face-palmed, hearing him stumble and almost refer to her as his sister. She recovered quickly though and stepped in for a hug as well.
“You are just the prettiest thing,” Maryann said warmly. “Thank you so much for coming to visit with us.”
“It’s our pleasure,” Mike said, stepping back to stand beside Danni.
“Oh, my goodness,” Maryann said, spying Max sitting like a giant dumpling in front of Danni’s feet. “Max was it?” she asked, looking up at Danni.
She nodded.
“Who’s a good boy?” Maryann gushed, kneeling down and giving Max more than a little affection.
The other three watched with amused smiles before she stood again.
“Supper’s just about ready if you guys are ready to eat,” Maryann said, gesturing to another archway and the dining room beyond.
“Sounds good,” Mike said, glancing at her briefly and winking.
They stepped through the archway and gathered around the table as Maryann disappeared through another doorway.
Conversation filled the room then as the three of them talked. Maryann reappeared a minute later carrying a plate of fried chicken and set it down on the table.
“Can I give you a hand?” Danni asked, standing.
“Oh, thank you,” Maryann said, smiling briefly before turning.
Danni followed quickly into a modest kitchen and began to help carry a surprising amount of food to the dining room. As she and their host finished setting the table, Danni heard Mike and Bud talking about Bud serving in Vietnam, though most of the terminology that they were using was lost on her.
During dinner, Danni and Maryann listened politely as Mike answered questions about his time overseas as Bud continued to ask questions while they ate. Mike seemed to be happy to talk about the various things he did, and it was nice for Danni to get a little bit more info about this part of his life that the rest of the family had very little information about.
At one point, Maryann turned and smiled at Danni then rolled her eyes. Danni smiled back at her.
“So, how long have you two been together?” Maryann asked.
Danni smiled, her mind working fast to come up with plausible details that didn’t include the fact that they were siblings.
“We dated a little when the two of us were still in college,” she began, “but we split up after. Mike joined the Marines right after we broke up. I never stopped loving him though, and when he was finished, he came back to me, and we pretty much just picked up right where we left off.”
“Its nice to see a couple so clearly in love,” Maryann commented, smiling at her before taking a bite of food.
“It’s been wonderful having him back,” Danni admitted. “Even with…” she began but then trailed off and glanced up at Maryann.
Maryann gave her a warm smile and Danni could see the look of understanding. The older woman reached over and kindly squeezed her arm for a moment.
“Any plans for you two to get married?” Maryann asked, her voice much lower than before so that Mike wouldn’t be able to easily hear. Danni didn’t think that he was even paying attention though.
She turned back to look at Maryann and offered a shrug. “To be honest, we’re just trying to get back to feeling normal, you know?”
Maryann nodded. “It can certainly be rough,” she conceded. “So… what do you do?”
Immediately grateful for the change in conversation topics, Danni took a drink and washed down her latest morsel of chicken before answering.
“I’m an ER nurse,” she said.
The two talked for a few minutes more about the ins and outs of her job before conversation turned to a new topic and the four began conversing together again.
Dinner went much more pleasantly than Danni had figured it might. The two parents definitely had a palpable air of sorrow around them, but they seemed to hide it well. Though, she supposed that she might be better equipped to notice such things given her line of work.
“Well, that hit the spot my dear,” Bud said, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his stomach.
“So delicious, thank you so much,” Danni agreed.
“It was my pleasure,” Maryann replied.
She stood up from the table and grabbed her plate, Danni following suit.
“Well, Mike,” Bud said, pushing his own chair back from the table. “What say you and me go take a walk after we get this mess sorted.”
“Sure,” Mike said simply, standing along with the older man.
“Oh, you boys don’t trouble yourselves,” Maryann said, offering a pointed look at Danni.
“We can manage,” Danni added, smiling at the two men, having picked up Maryann’s hidden meaning. She got the feeling that Bud was looking forward to talking with Mike alone and knew that Mike had been anxious to get a potentially tough part of the visit over with.
“Ain’t gotta twist my arm,” Bud said, smiling at his wife. He gestured for Mike to follow and walked through the doorway to the kitchen, paused to drop his plate off at the sink, then led Mike out the other doorway to another room beyond with a door just on the other side that led outside.
Danni and Maryann began to clear the table, Danni focusing on bringing things to the kitchen and letting Maryann work on putting them in storage containers. Halfway through, the older woman’s tactics changed, and she announced her intention to pack some food for Mike and Danni.
A somewhat awkward silence descended on the two and Danni began to feel a little trepidatious about opening up any conversations. It began to feel like anything she might say could potentially lead to Maryann thinking about her deceased son.
Once the table was cleared, Danni quietly asked for a wash rag to wipe the table down. Maryann pulled a drawer open and wet a fresh one, then turned and smiled at Danni, offering the rag. Danni saw tears beginning to rim the eyes of the other woman and gave her a gentle smile of comfort.
Maryann closed her eyes, lowering her head as her shoulders began to bob, Danni’s arms wrapping around her and pulling her in for a hug. She squeezed gently, holding her there and just trying to be as much of a source of comfort as she could.
After a few minutes of quiet, subtle sobbing, Maryann lifted her face and used the wet washcloth to wipe her face, then chuckled quietly and handed it to Danni. She frowned almost immediately though, and sank slowly to floor, her face in her hands. Danni knelt beside her, then turned and joined her in leaning up against the kitchen cabinet.
After a few minutes of silence, she finally decided to speak.
“My… siblings… and I… lost both of our parents when I was just 14 or so,” Danni said quietly. “I know that’s not nearly the same as losing a child, and I would never try and equate the two. I just… I know what its like to feel just so emotionally drained and to feel such an overwhelming loss. I can remember the finest details of the evening when the police came and talked to my oldest sister, then how she told me and my other siblings what had happened. I can remember the look in her eyes, and even what we were all wearing. I can remember it all like it was yesterday.”
She was silent for a few seconds, lost in thought before she spoke again.
“I remember that even though I was mourning, what hurt the most was when people would try and comfort me or ask how I was doing. It was like… both of my parents died. How do you think I’m doing?”
Maryann snickered quietly at that, nodding at the words.
“Plus, now that I’m an ER nurse, I’ve seen loss up close. I’ve had to talk to parents after they’ve been told the most devasting thing they’ll ever hear. You quickly learn that the only thing you can really do or say that makes any difference at all, is ‘I’m sorry that this happened.’ Everything else just makes people upset or comes off as hollow.'”
Maryann sighed deeply after a few seconds of silence. “I just don’t know how I’m supposed to keep going on. It feels so… unfair. How am I ever going to get over this?”
“I don’t think you’re supposed to get over it,” Danni said after a few moments. “I still miss my mom and dad as much as I did the day they died. I think you just get better at being able to handle it. I know it might sound silly, but I once heard that grief is like a suitcase filled with rocks. You’re always going to have to carry it with you, but sometimes, it’s just full of little pebbles, and it’s easy to bear. Others, its full of bricks and you need someone to help you.”
She fell silent after that, tentatively glancing over.
“Mike is lucky to have you,” Maryann said at length. “I’m sorry I broke down. I thought I would be able to handle it until after y’all had left, but…”
“There’s no reason to apologize,” Danni assured her. “Mike has his moments too.”
Maryann took a deep breath and began to get up off the floor. Danni stood quickly and helped her up.
“How’s he doing?” Maryann asked.
Danni took a deep breath, thinking back to the rough times that Mike had been having lately.
“He’s doing okay,” she said. “He has nightmares every now and then and wakes up in a panic. But he’s usually more terrified about accidentally hurting me than anything else. I just try and be there for him.”
“That’s all your really can do,” Maryann said. “I went through it once before when my husband came home from Vietnam. I think talking to other Marines is a big help for him. I know it was before, but there aren’t a whole lot of his friends left around. I think he and Mike will be able to help each other, though.”
“How’s Bud holding up?” Danni asked, taking the washrag and following Maryann through to the dining room.
“He tries to be ‘Mister Big Tough Marine’ most of the time, but it’s been hard,” Maryann said. “I know it’s been difficult for him to not go back to drinking, but I’m proud of him for not crossing that threshold yet. Still, I find him sitting alone in his rocking chair some nights, staring off into space and fighting some long-forgotten battle in his head. I find that its best to just let him be during those times. I know he’d never intentionally hurt me, but there are times when they just aren’t ‘here’ anymore, if you understand what I mean.”
Danni nodded silently. Mike first nightmare came to mind, and how he’d been squeezing Emma so tight.
“I think it might be easier for us,” Maryann said after Danni wiped the crumbs she’d gathered into a pile on the table into her palm. She turned, the older woman following as she went and tossed the crumbs into the trash and rinsed the rag out in the sink.
“I think that since we’re mostly in the dark about what actually goes on over there,” Maryann continued as the two began to rinse the dishes off and load them in the washer. “I think that the mystery of what happened might be easier to handle than actually knowing.”
“I would think so,” Danni agreed. “I told Mike that he can tell me whatever he needs to if it will help.”
Maryann nodded but snickered quietly. “Well, just understand that even if he does, its going to be a heavily ‘sanitized’ version. Just… don’t ever press him to tell you.” As she spoke the last words, Maryann turned and looked at Danni, putting a hand on her wrist.
“No, I would never,” Danni agreed.
Maryann smiled again, and the two resumed washing dishes and loading them into the dish washer.
“So, is it okay to ask how Chuck was as a child?” Danni asked, turning and looking at Maryann hesitantly.
“Ha,” Maryann said, laughing genuinely and smiling. “Lord… that boy…” she said. “I swear there wasn’t a day that went by where he wasn’t getting in trouble for something or coming home with a fresh injury.”
Danni smiled, seeing the mirth in the woman’s eyes as she began to recount story after story of her son’s misadventures growing up. He seemed to be a very disaster-prone child.
After the washer was loaded, Danni and Maryann went to the living room and talked about Danni’s sisters and her brother, who just happened to be a lot like Mike. She kept the details on him vague, not that she thought that anyone would even think to make that leap in thought.
*****
Mike
Mike heart had been pounding when they were driving up, but it was good to see Bud so jovial and happy to see them when they got out. He’d seen pictures of Turner’s parents before, of course, and Maryann looked just as kind as she had when he’d first seen her.
Still, it was easy to see the sadness barely concealed beneath the masks of happiness the two wore. As they sat down to eat dinner, Mike found that it was much easier to relate and talk to Bud than Maryann, the older Marine knowing more of what Mike gone through.
The two briefly talked about Mike’s time in boot camp before he noticed the ladies starting to have their own conversation. Chuckling to himself, he turned back to Bud. “So, Chuckie told me that you did a couple of tours in ‘Nam? Who were you with?”
Bud grinned widely and took a drink of his iced tea before responding. “Did most of my time with the ‘2/3′. 2nd Battalion got into a lot of shit when I was in there.”
Mike nodded, listening as Bud talked broadly about some of the action he’d seen. After several minutes, the older Marine chuckled and shook his head. “Goddamn if I don’t miss the shit sometimes, though.”
“I know what you mean,” Mike said, nodding.
He began to elaborate on some of his experiences overseas, at least the more peaceful ones. He was pretty sure that Bud would want to get the real details on what had happened to his son but knew that would be later when Maryann and Danni were doing something else.
After they all finished eating, the ladies quickly shooed them outside and started cleaning.
Mike could sense the atmosphere around he and Bud change a bit as they went out the back door, but it wasn’t hostile or anything. He followed the older man out past a small shed and to a dirt road, catching up to walk beside him. The two continued to walk for a little longer, down a short hill and to a small pond that had a couple of chairs in a small clearing. The sun was just about setting when they sat down.
“So… how are you doing with all this?” Bud asked finally.
Mike shrugged. “You know how it is. I’m dealing as best I can. I appreciate you letting me come and visit. Chuckie was…” He trailed off, closing his eyes for a second.
“My son was crazy,” Bud said, turning to chuckle at Mike.
“Goddamn he was crazy,” Mike said. “Loud and hilarious but fuck if he wasn’t the craziest bastard around. And the fucker never seemed to put on a single pound, no matter how much he ate. Skinny bastard.”
“Yeah, that’s my boy,” Bud said, grinning widely and shaking his head. He fell silent though, quietly waiting while Mike took a moment to collect himself. “How many brothers did you lose that day?” he asked.
“Two,” Mike said immediately. He closed his eyes, almost hearing the gunfire erupting around him. “I’m guessing the Corps didn’t give you many details about what happened.”
“Hell no,” Bud said. “I guess… I was just hoping that you might be able to tell me how it all went down.”
Mike nodded, remembering Jimbo’s words to him at the bar. “Anything for a brother.”
“We were out on mounted patrol, Jackson, Turner, Burnsey, and Eggers in the lead vehicle. I was right behind them in the second truck when the lead truck stopped. Burnsey was in the turret where he stayed. Chuckie called out over comms that there was something in the road and that they were too close. LT had just ordered us to back up when it happened.”
Mike was immediately back there, hearing the distant sounds of gunfire and the sound of his own voice yelling out orders.
“The truck was blown to shit,” Mike said, shaking his head. “Chuckie had opened his door, I guess to get a better look at the thing he’d seen, and he was thrown about ten feet. Jackson had stopped far enough away from the IED that the guys in the truck weren’t killed, though the vehicle itself was fucked. Burnsey was thrown free of the turret, both his legs mangled. Jackson and Eggers were badly injured, but they’d eventually survive.”
He stared at the setting sun, the image of the burning orb small comfort to the torment whirling in his mind.
“I’d already started for Chuckie before he’d landed. The explosion wasn’t as powerful as some I’d seen, but he was close enough for it to kill him instantly. We started taking fire immediately, though I never saw where it was coming from. I grabbed Chuckie and slung him over my shoulder, then scrambled for cover. I called for a Corpsman and my driver, Wilkins, rushed over to where we were to check on me. I was holding Chuckie tight against me, and rounds are just hammering into the embankment we were behind. I could hear LT calling out orders and heard my gunner and the other two vehicles open up on ’em. Wilkins called my name once again, and I turned to look at him. He asked me if I was good, then turned and poked his head up above the embankment.”
He closed his eyes, hearing the snap and wet crunch of the bullet hitting Wilkin’s skull.
“Lucky shot got him right between the eyes,” Mike said. “Knocked him onto his back halfway down the embankment.”
He closed his eyes, fighting back the images filling his head. Finally, he was able to get himself squared away again and shook his head to clear his thoughts.
“We called in CAS and took out the attackers after that. We CASEVAC’d the wounded, but I didn’t expect them to make it. Burnsey lost his legs, and Eggers and Jackson were both badly burned; but they all lived.”
He fell silent after that, staring down at the water for a while and letting Bud process all the info.
“I know it’s rough for you,” Bud said after twenty minutes of silence. “But I appreciate you telling me.”
“Anything for a brother,” Mike said, smiling briefly as he glanced up.
*****
Sarah
Saturday evening
Moans filled the house for the rest of the afternoon. Sarah got done taking care of Matt after they’d followed Emma and Beth up the stairs and spied on the two for a few minutes. After he’d cum, she was able to finally go back and get some much-needed work done, followed by a mandatory nap.
After an hour and a half of sleep, she wandered back upstairs and checked on her two siblings, seeing that they were still going at it. She’d passed by several times earlier and saw them changing positions. They started in doggy, then went to Beth mounted on top of Emma, to Emma on top again in missionary. By the time she’d checked on the two again, the strap-on was discarded and they were locked in a sixty-nine embrace. Now, they were back to using the strap-on again, though this time, Beth had it on and she was pounding Emma relentlessly. Sarah immediately disappeared back downstairs before the insatiable blonde made notice of her and pulled her back in.
After finishing some more work, she went about making supper, all the while the sounds of sex echoing through the house like some sort of ridiculous soundtrack. Even so, she was endlessly thankful that Emma was there to take Beth’s attention off of her.
When supper was ready, she sent Matt upstairs to see if he could make the two sisters stop long enough to replenish themselves. Surprisingly, he was successful. Beth, of course, came bouncing innocently down the stairs, naked as she could be and dragging Emma along behind her. Thankfully, the strap-on had been removed, though she would have preferred her sisters have clothes on.
She didn’t force the point though, glad to have the chance for a meal that wasn’t likely to be interrupted halfway through; for her at least.
Conversation was normal for the three sisters and Matt, as if they hadn’t just been doing what they had been. But as she’d expected, Beth stood and grabbed Emma’s hand as soon as the two had finished eating. Emma didn’t protest in the least, instead just flashing Sarah a resigned smile and mouthing the words, “You owe me.”
Sarah giggled, seeing the two nude forms heading upstairs and turning to smile at her boyfriend.
“You can wipe the smile off your face,” she said, smirking at him.
“You never said I couldn’t look at your sisters,” he protested. “Kinda hard when they’re both fuckin’ naked.”
“Oh, I know,” she agreed. “I don’t mind you looking at them. I just… don’t want you to think that I need to have that, you know?”
He frowned. “Sex with them, you mean?” he asked.
She nodded. “I’m happily satisfied with our sex life,” she told him. “I don’t want you to feel like you’re not enough for me.”
He waved a hand dismissively. “Never entered my mind,” he said. “I’m happy too. It’s a hoot to see how worked up and insatiable Beth gets, though. Plus… she’s got some dynamite titties and you damn well know it.”
Sarah giggled but didn’t deny the fact.
The two finished eating and cleaned up the kitchen, then settled down to watch a movie before bed. All through out, moans and cries of pleasure could be heard filtering downstairs.
***
The next morning was a repeat of the night before. Sarah busied herself by making breakfast, then sent Matt upstairs to retrieve Emma and Beth. They came down, both looking like they’d been showering not long before. After breakfast, they disappeared again and Sarah went about getting caught-up on her housework, at long last.
By lunch time, she even allowed herself to take a nap, though Matt came in to join her and they were rarely without the chorus of moans and cries of pleasure wafting through the house as permanent background noise.
Matt rolled over and put his arm around her, his hand moving up to squeeze both of her breasts. She felt the telltale hardness of his erection pushing up between her thighs and snickered quietly.
“It’s so hard,” she commented, turning over and reaching down to squeeze it.
“Well can you blame me?” he asked. “The house is just a den of sexual activity lately with naked women everywhere just fuckin’.”
She giggled and kissed him, lifting her hips as he slid her panties down and climbed into position on top of her. His cock, while always having been totally pleasurable for her needs, didn’t really compare to Mike’s, she realized.
Luckily, Matt’s face was partially buried in her hair as he kissed the nape of her neck, one hand between their bodies working the head of his cock into position, and he didn’t see her wince at the realization of what she’d been imagining.
Of course, her brother’s cock was going to pop into her head from time to time. It was big, but not obscene, and even though Matt had always done a perfectly fine job of making her happy, Mike had never not been able to make her have an orgasm. She cared deeply about Matt, and of course with her family’s sordid history it was easy to understand why Mike would accidentally pop in from time to time.
She scolded herself silently for still thinking of Mike’s big… gorgeous… perfectly curved…
She closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, forcing herself to focus on how her boyfriend’s cock was making her pussy tingle in that very moment. From that point, it wasn’t long before Matt was grunting. She knew that he was getting closer and that she wouldn’t have time to have an orgasm before he was spent. Not that it really mattered since Beth had been making her cum constantly of late.
Once he was spent, he climbed off of her and went to grab her a hand towel. That task completed, he slumped back into their bed and was asleep before she returned from cleaning herself up in the bathroom.
She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, then climbed in bed beside him to resume her own nap.
*****
Danni
Sunday evening
Mike and Bud came back after an hour, both of them looking a little more tired than when they’d left. She knew that they’d had a heavy conversation most likely.
While she and Maryann had been waiting, they’d talked about a variety of topics and looked at some old pictures of Chuckie when he was a kid. Maryann had had another cry, Danni comforting her as best she could. By the time the men had shown back up, she’d composed herself once again, though.
After saying their goodbyes, Mike received a hearty handshake from Bud, along with a genuine feeling “thank you” from him. Maryann hugged him tightly, for much longer than socially expected, then looked up and thanked him as well.
Gathering up Max’s leash and re-attaching it, Danni led the way back out to Mike’s truck and got the pooch secured while Mike said his last farewells to the older couple.
Once inside the vehicle, Mike quickly started in and pulled around, turning so that he could drive out instead of backing the whole way. A minute later, they were back on the highway, driving toward the hotel.
“That went well,” Mike said, turning to offer her a smile. “I… honestly… I didn’t know what to expect.”
“Me either,” Danni said.
“How was it with Bud and I gone?” he asked, turning to look at her.
She sighed and shrugged. “She’s understandably heartbroken, but I think she’s handling it well. She cried a few times, and I did what I could to help her. But I think you visiting will be able to give her some closure.”
“Good,” Mike said simply.
“There was something we didn’t think of, though,” Danni said.
“Oh?” Mike asked.
“Well, it’s all well and good that I’m your girlfriend, but since we’re using that as our ‘we’re not siblings’ cover, we’re going to need some details. I had to scramble to think of stuff.”
Mike chuckled, glancing at her for a moment. “Our cover wasn’t blown I take it?”
“Nope,” she said. “I just changed a few minor details.”
Mike was pulling into the parking lot of the hotel as she went over the details of her hastily constructed cover story. He chuckled when she unbuckled her seatbelt and began to climb over the seat toward him as he finished pulling into an empty space.
“Still though,” she said, sliding easily into his lap and looking up at him playfully. “Since I’m your girlfriend now, I think I better start behaving like one.”
A smile came to his face, but she kissed him before he could respond, her hand moving down to his belt.