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But We're Family

By: Jay2Kay



There's a lot of set-up in this chapter, but it's worth it once you get near the end. Please, all comments are welcome. Please, no spamming of websites, though! Thank you! 

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Chapter 1

Jack had been on the road for about six hours and his vision was starting to blur. It was time to stop for the night. The next mileage road sign he saw told him he had another five miles before he hit Gallup, NM. He knew there would be a small motel with a bed there somewhere. Rolling down his window to wake him up a little, he pushed the speed a little just to make it into town before falling asleep at the wheel. 

"Thank God!" he exclaimed as he saw the first exit sign a few minutes later. But what he wasn't expecting was the broken down pickup truck at the top of the off ramp. More than that, he wasn't expecting a beautiful blonde waving him down. He pulled over ahead of her truck and got out to see if she needed some help.

"Thank you so much for stopping!" she said gratefully as he walked up.

Jack tried his best to keep his jaw from dropping as she jogged up to him. She seemed to be moving in slow motion. This beauty had definitely been blessed with an amazing body. Her golden blond hair was pulled back into a ponytail and swung back and forth, her C-cupped breasts bounced with each step, and her tight stomach flexed with the sexy little six-pack she showed off below her tied off red, plaid shirt. A white tank top concealed the full, round breasts that mesmerized Jack. His eyes traveled down the rest of her tanned body to take in her shapely hips covered by cutoff denim shorts that kept her long, slender legs exposed, down to her flip-flop clad feet. Jack was tempted to slap himself to make sure he wasn't daydreaming from behind the wheel of his SUV. 

"You alright?" she asked, snapping him back to reality.

"What? Oh, yeah, I'm sorry. Are you okay? What seems to be the trouble?" he asked attempting to recover from his obvious gawking.

She smiled at him and then turned back towards her truck. "The engine just crapped out on me! I have no idea what happened."

"Well," Jack started. "Let's see what happens if we try and start it."

She led him to her truck and he sat in the driver's seat. He turned the key and it didn't even click to try and turn over. 

"Well, you've got one of two problems. One, your battery is dead; two, your alternator is shot. Either way, you're going to at least need a new battery."

"Shit," she said. "And no one is open at this time of night," she said, looking at her cell phone. Jack looked at his own phone and saw that it was nearing eleven o'clock.

"Nope, no one will be open until the morning," he said. "Do you have a place to stay? Do you live near here?"

"No," she answered. "I actually am heading to Kansas."

"That's funny, so am I," Jack chuckled. "Well, I was planning on getting a room here in town. I've been on the road too long and need to sleep a bit. I'm sure somewhere's gotta have a couple rooms available."

"Looks like I don't have much of a choice. I gotta get this hunk of junk rollin' by morning. I've got a big family thing to be at in a couple days."

"Yeah, me too," Jack said, a suspicious thought creeping in his head.

We couldn't be going to the same family thing, could we? He wondered. He shook the thought away. How possible could that really be?

"Funny, we seem to have a lot in common already," she said with a bright smile. 

"Yeah we do," Jack said and then got out of her truck to head back to his SUV. She reached into the backseat of her truck and pulled out a duffle bag. Acting the gentleman, he took it from her and put it into the back of his vehicle with his stuff.

"My name is Anna, by the way," she said offering her hand. 

"Jack," he said, shaking her hand. As soon as her hand was in his, he felt a jolt of energy shoot up his arm he couldn't explain. It was as if that jolt increased his attraction towards Anna. Smiling nervously he walked around to the passenger side door to let her inside. Just as he opened the door, thunder and lightning crashed overhead and rain began to pour down. "Hurry, get in!" he hurried her but she just laughed and extended her arms out, letting the rain soak her. 

Jack stared at her in disbelief as she started spinning in circles, dancing in the pouring rain. 

Is this girl high on something? He asked himself. 

"Come on!" she called out to him. "Jack, come here!" 

He shut the door to his vehicle and stepped up to her hesitantly. She reached out and grabbed his hand and once he was close enough she took hold of his other hand and started to spin in circles. The rain had them soaked to the bone within seconds. Suddenly headlights rushed towards them and a horn blared.

Anna laughed hysterically when Jack pulled her out of the way of the traffic trying to exit the Interstate. She fell into him, still laughing as he held her safely out of harm's way.

"Okay, let's go," Jack said and led her to the passenger side of his Explorer and helped her inside. Once he was behind the wheel again, he fired up the engine and drove into town. The first motel they stopped at had a few rooms available, but as Jack went to book it for the night, Anna suggested the split a room to save some money. 

"But, we hardly know each other."

"Jack, we danced in the rain together and were almost hit by a big truck. How could you say we hardly know each other?" she said with a wink. 

Jack's mouth dropped open to argue, but the sight of her dripping wet in her tiny shorts, tied off shirt and tank top erased his mind of all thought.

"Look, I'll be honest with you," she said pulling him aside. "I was lucky my truck made it this far. I don't have the money to pay for the repairs. I had just enough for gas money to Kansas, from there I was hoping someone in my big ass family would be able to help me out to get home to California. I can't really afford a room to myself. So, you'd really be helping me out by splitting the cost with me here."

He studied her eyes, searching for a hint of a lie, but she looked desperate. How could she be lying? Why would she lie about something like this? He decided to trust her. 

"Look, you'll hardly notice I'm there," she promised.

Jack laughed. "That's bullshit."

Her forehead scrunched up in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"How am I supposed to not notice a girl like you sleeping in the bed next to me?"

A smile spread from ear to ear on her pretty face. "Really? You'll split a room with me?"

"I'll do one better, you buy me a drink at the bar down the street and I'll take care of the room."

"Deal!" she agreed and stuck out her hand. 

Jack took it and they shook on it and then returned to the front desk clerk. Jack booked the room and paid for it completely.

"We don't have any rooms with two beds left," the clerk warned him.

Jack looked at Anna and she shrugged. "That's fine," he said nervously and handed over his credit card.

What was this girl up to? He wondered.

The clerk booked the room and gave Jack the two key cards with the room number on the small envelope they came in. Jack took the key cards and they ran back out into the rain to pull up to their room. Anna took the key cards from Jack while he went to the back and grabbed her bag and then found his duffle as well. She held the door open for him as he hurried in out of the rain.

Jack stopped and stared at the sole double-sized bed in the room for a few seconds before dropping the bags to the floor. 

"So, about those drinks," Anna said. "Let me freshen up and then we can hit up that bar."

"Sounds like a plan," Jack said and collapsed onto the bed. He was finding the night's events to be extremely strange and completely unbelievable. If he were to read about this in a story he'd scoff at it thinking it was completely ridiculous. Especially with how comfortable he was feeling with Anna already. She made him nervous, yet he felt like he had known her for years already; even though he knew nothing about her. And that was what made him nervous; he didn't know a single thing about her aside from the fact her truck had broken down on her way to Kansas for a family function. Yet, she'd made him dance with her in the rain for absolutely no reason, convinced him to pay for a motel room and got him to feel okay with sharing a bed. 

One thing was for sure, though; this was way beyond the norm for Jack. Jack was one to play it safe and not do anything without researching it to death first. He was definitely not someone who would spend the night in a motel room with a complete stranger.

About twenty minutes later, Anna came out of the bathroom cleaned up and ready to go. She had changed into a denim mini-skirt with a plain white T-shirt that showed off a lot of her stomach. She'd also let her beautiful blonde hair down so it cascaded past her shoulders. She also had replaced her flip flops with a pair of leather boots that zipped up the side, making them tight against her calf. 

Jack imagined himself saying, "Fuck this," and then ripping her clothes off and fucking her on the bed they were about to share that night. But, once again, he shook the thought away and gave her a friendly smile.

"Wow, you look great," he told her.

"You think so?" she asked kindly. "It's not too much? Or too slutty?"

"Not at all!" he heard himself say.

Her smile brightened. "You're too sweet, Jack. Are you ready to go?" she asked.

Jack looked at his clothes; he hadn't changed out of his wet ones yet because of his distracted thoughts. 

"I'll be ready in a minute, sorry," he said and rummaged through his own duffle bag, pulling out a fresh set of clothes. He then went into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. Stripping down he took inventory of his body. Jack wouldn't have considered himself a heartthrob, but he was definitely a decent looking guy with short brown hair normally styled in an organized messy sort of way, light blue eyes that, depending on his clothing or the lighting, sometimes looked green. He worked out a few times a week, but his construction business he ran kept him active as well. He had a little bit of a six-pack and decent pecks; most of his strength was in his arms and legs, though. He wouldn't say his cock was huge, but a thick six inches seemed to get the job done. He hadn't had any complaints yet, anyway. The only thing that kept him from having many sexual encounters was his introverted shyness. He had a feeling this girl, Anna, would bring a different side out of him, though.

He dried off with one of the towels and put a fresh pair of boxer-briefs on, followed by a clean pair of jeans and a black T-shirt advertising his favorite band, Muse. He ruffled up his hair a little until it was the right amount of messy for his liking. Jack then hung his wet clothes over the tub next to Anna's and then stepped out, ready to head out to the bar with his new friend.

"Lookin' good, stud," she said with a wink. "Muse? I love those guys."

Jack grinned, totally stunned at the compliment and the fact that she was a Muse fan as well. He couldn't help but check out her ass as she headed for the door.

"Yeah, they're one of my favorites," Jack said following her out into the rain. He unlocked the Explorer and they hurried inside the vehicle.

"I can't believe how much it's coming down!" Anna squealed as she wiped the rainwater from her face. 

"Yeah, crazy freak storm!" Jack agreed and fired up the engine and drove down the street a few blocks to the bar they'd seen on their way in. 

"So, what do you want to drink?" she asked as they approached the bar.

"I'll start with a Jack and Coke," he said pulling out a couple stools for them to sit on.

"What'll it be?" the bartender asked shortly after.

"Jack and Coke for him, and I'll have a Blue Moon," she said, giving him their orders. 

The bartender stepped away to get their drinks and Jack turned to check out the place. It was definitely a dive bar, only a few locals were scattered about the small bar. A few rough-looking guys were enjoying a game of pool, one was staring at Anna, though, and Jack suddenly felt a little jealous. Jack turned back around and leaned closer to her.

"Don't look now, but there's a rough and ugly dude checkin' you out from the pool tables."

"I know," she said. "He's been staring at me since we walked in."

"You noticed that?"

She laughed. "You don't look like this and got to bars and not learn to pick up on who wants you. But, I'm glad I'm here with you. At least we can pretend we're together so he will more than likely stay away."

"So, you're going to use me for a ride to Kansas and as an excuse to keep creeps away?" Jack teased.

"I could leave and call my brother to come pick me up instead," she suggested.

"That won't be necessary," Jack recovered. "I was teasing."

"So was I," she whispered and then winked at him again. 

Jack imagined himself grabbing her hand and pulling her back out to his SUV to then take her back to their motel room. But, he didn't act out his fantasy. 

The bartender set their drinks down in front of them and then Anna paid with cash. Jack sipped at his drink and let the alcohol calm his nerves. He was still nervous around Anna even though they'd spent a good hour or so together at that point. It'd been a while since he'd been with a woman, and he'd yet to be with one as hot as Anna. 

Jack looked back towards the pool tables, curious to see if the guy was still staring at Anna. He was surprised to see him walking up to them right at that moment. 

"Excuse me, miss," he said in a deep, gruff, redneck voice. "But, I couldn't help but take notice of you as you walked in and just had to say hi."

Anna looked at hi unimpressed. "Hi," she said and then took a sip of her beer.

"May I buy you a drink?" he asked.

"I've already got one, but thanks," she answered with her own southern drawl. It took Jack by surprise since he hadn't heard an accent before, but he did his best to keep cool about it and just sipped at his own drink. 

"Of course," the guy said dumbly. 

"Look," Anna started. "I'm sure you're a nice guy an' all, but I just want to have a beer in peace with my boyfriend here," she told him. 

"Boyfriend? This guy?" he laughed.

"Yeah, what of it?" Jack responded, standing up from his stool. He was equally as tall as the rough local who was doing his best to hit on Anna, but he knew he was a little stronger. The bearded guy chuckled again before taking a swing at Jack, but Jack was quicker than the guy and blocked the punch to his face while delivering his own to the guy's gut. He doubled over in pain but Jack held him up. 

"You alright?" Jack asked in false concern.

The guy couldn't respond due to the fact that Jack knocked the wind out of him.

"Okay, let's get you back to your friends," Jack said and slung the guy's arm around his shoulder. He walked him back to the others playing pool and handed him over to one of his laughing friends. 

"Al, you bit off more than you could chew again!" the guy said taking him to a chair.

"Sorry about your friend, but he was a little rude to my girl at the bar."

"Oh, no worries, man. This happens all the time. Thanks for not beating him up too badly," he said with a chuckle and shook Jack's hand. 

Jack was grateful it hadn't turned into a bar fight; he didn't think he'd be able to take all of them alone. When he returned to the bar, Anna was beaming at him and laughing all at once.

"I am SO glad I flagged you down. How did that not turn into a big brawl?" she asked him.

"Apparently this kind of thing happens all the time. That's what his friend said anyway."

"Well, for protecting me, you have earned yourself another drink," she said and waved the bartender down and ordered them each a shot. They threw back the burning liquid and jumped into conversation, comparing stories about their childhoods and adolescent years. They'd moved to a circular booth near the bar and found themselves sitting quite close together. 

"I can't believe how much we have in common!" Anna said cheerily. "It's almost like we grew up in the same family," she laughed.

"Wouldn't that be weird?" Jack said and they laughed again.

"Yes it would," she said and then her tone changed to a more seductive one. "Especially after what I'm going to do to you when we get back to the room," she said. 

Jack's cock twitched at her words and then began to grow hard when she grabbed his thigh. He took a deep breath to try and steady his heart rate, but it didn't help much as Anna leaned in and pressed her lips against his. All thought left his head and instinct took over as he returned the kiss. She parted her lips a little more and he felt her tongue lick his lips, so he parted his lips as well and extended his tongue to hers. Her fingers ran through his short hair while he grabbed her waist and pulled her closer into him, mashing her big tits into his chest. 

He broke the kiss. "I'll go close the tab," he said and hurried to the bar where the bartender was already bringing the receipt for him to sign. After the first two rounds she'd paid for, he opened up a tab for them for the rest of the night. Once he paid and had his credit card back in his wallet, he turned to retrieve Anna from the booth, but she was already standing in front of him. Jack grinned, took her hand and they hurried out of the bar. 

Jack's Explorer nearly screeched to a halt when they got back to the motel. When they reached the door, Jack searched his pockets for the key card and started to panic as he failed to produce it. He started to say he couldn't find it when he looked up at Anna who held it up for him. 

"I snuck this out of your pants earlier," she said, winking at him. He reached for it but she held it away, however, it brought his face closer to hers. She kissed him again, distracting him from reaching for the card. Jack got lost in her kiss and pulled her into his body where he pressed his raging cock against her tight stomach. "Ooh, somebody's ready to play," she said as she pushed Jack away. "You want the key, come and get it."

Anna stuck the card in the waistband of her denim skirt. Jack didn't waste any time in reaching for it. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her pelvis into his, slamming their bodies together. Anna's face went from surprise to horny excitement in a flash. Jack planted another kiss on her mouth and grabbed the card from her skirt. Then, without breaking the kiss, he pulled her towards the door, only stopping to unlock and open it and then he pushed her into the room. She stumbled in her drunkenness and fell onto the bed. 

As soon as she rolled onto her back, Jack lowered himself on top of her, smashing their lips together in a passionate kiss. Her arms snaked around the back of his neck and then traveled down to his waist where she grabbed ahold of the bottom of his T-shirt and started to pull it up. When it reached his shoulders, he lifted his arms and she pulled it off the rest of the way, discarding it to the floor. Jack returned his face to hers and they continued their heavy make-out session. 

Jack reached for one of Anna's beautiful tits and squeezed. She definitely had more than a handful; he wondered if she was into titty-fucking. Anna let out a gasp as he squeezed her right tit. 

"You like my tits?" she asked seductively. 

"Yes, I do," he whispered in her ear and then nibbled on her earlobe. 

"Oh, that feels good," she said, responding to his touch. 

"You're still covered up way too much," he said and then rolled her over so she was on top. Once she was over him, he pulled at her tiny T-shirt revealing her lack of a bra. He grinned, wondering if she'd gone without panties too. He stared at wonder at her beautiful, perfect breasts. He'd never seen tits this nice in person before; he couldn't wait to get his mouth on them. Reaching up, he grabbed them both in his hands and began to massage them.


But We're Family Ch. 02



The next morning, Jack woke up to an empty bed. At first he wondered if he'd imagined the events of last night. Had he really fucked that amazing blonde from the Interstate? He had to have dreamed it. He took inventory of what he could sense in that room. The clock told him it was 6:45am, it was pitch black in the room other than the light from the digital clock's red numbers, and he was naked. A smile spread across his face as he realized that the amazing sex he'd had the night before had been real. 

But, where's Anna? He wondered as he reached across the bed for where she'd fallen asleep next to him. 

Propping himself up he reached for the lamp on the nightstand on his side of the bed and clicked it on. He scanned the room and found only his clothes scattered on the floor. 

What the fuck? He asked in his head. Then, looking over at the pillow Anna had laid that beautiful head of hers on, he saw a note. Shit.

He took up the note and began to read:

Dear Jack,

Last night was amazing; I had a really great time with you and I'd like to see you again one day. Maybe when we're both back in California you can look me up. How I'll get there, I have no idea. Perhaps you'll find me on the side of the road again, hitchhiking home. 

I'm sorry for having left only this note to say goodbye, but I got a call in the middle of the night about a family emergency. I must have worn you out because you didn't even stir when my phone rang, haha. My brother bought me a bus ticket that leaves at 7:00am. Believe me that this is the only reason I left so quickly; I would have loved to see you again this morning. Please, look me up when you get home.

Kisses,

Anna

"Well, shit," Jack said groggily as he set the note down. "You're not going to make this easy, looking you up without even knowing your last name."

With a heavy sigh, he got himself cleaned up and was ready to leave the motel within a half an hour. He checked his phone and saw he had a missed call and a voicemail from his mother. 

"Hey, Jack, I'm sure you're passed out on your way here, but your great aunt Josephine passed away last night. So, unfortunately, this family reunion will be including a funeral. I just thought I'd let you know so you weren't completely caught off guard when you got here. Call me when you get this. Love you!" 

He deleted the message and then called her back. 

"Hi, Jack," she said sadly.

"Hey, Mom. So, what happened?" he asked concerned.

"It was just her time, baby. She was ninety-six years old," she said.

"Right," he said. He'd never really known his great aunt, but his mother had been close to her as a kid. "Look, I'll be there as soon as I can, okay? I'm about to leave Gallup right now."

"Okay, honey, see you when you get here."

"Okay, Mom, I love you," he said.

"Love you too. Bye," she said and then hung up quickly.

He shoved his phone into his wallet, double checked the room to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything and then left the motel room. Once the bill was paid, he grabbed a fast food breakfast and ate on the road. He'd be in Kansas in a half a day. He wondered how long it would take Anna to get there by bus; she would have been better off staying with him. Greyhound was not a fun or fast way to travel; he knew from experience in college. 

The miles ticked by as the pavement passed under his SUV, his thoughts often drifting back to his night with Anna. It still blew his mind that he'd slept with her; he reminded himself that she was the hottest girl he'd ever been with. Many times he had to force himself to think of something else before his cock demanded some kind of attention. 

Fourteen hours and two more tanks of gas later, Jack pulled up to the family ranch in Topeka, Kansas and found the string of cars where the rest of the family had decided to park. Leaving his bags in the vehicle, he made his way up to the large ranch house. To Jack it looked like a small hotel, though, with all the windows to the multiple bedrooms spread throughout the house. He shook his head in wonderment, never realizing just how wealthy some of his family was. They must have stayed that wealthy by not sharing with the rest of the family, he thought bitterly. 

"Hello!" he called from the foyer of the mansion-like ranch house. On either side of the foyer that was about the size of half of his house back home stood two marble staircases that met a walkway at the top. The railings were made of a deep mahogany in a fancy, hand-carved design with Cherubs squatting at the ends. He shook his head at the gaudy chandelier above his head adorned with hundreds of crystals cascading light in every direction. 

Straight ahead of him he could see two hallways breaking off to the left and the right, but directly in front of him was a set of large double-doors standing wide open to reveal an office of some sort. He ventured forward, his shoes causing a clicking sound to echo off of the walls decorated with old paintings of past generations. He ignored their eerie, staring eyes that glared down at him with disapproval. 

"Fuck you," he said to them under his breath. Jack couldn't stand his family from the South and Midwest. They all had a tendency to be arrogant and extremely racist. There were a few exceptions, like his cousins from his mother's side; they were all pretty cool with Jack. They mostly lived in California, Arizona and Colorado, though. He hoped to run into some of them again. It'd been years since their last visit with each other, he knew that if it wasn't for social media, he wouldn't recognize them if they walked up to him in a public place. 

Entering the large office, he found that it was more of a library than anything. Large windows draped with thin curtains allowed light to spill in gloriously, lighting up each packed shelf. When he reached the over-sized oak desk he did a 180 and took in the entire room. On either twenty-foot wall to his left and right were shelves full of books with a wraparound walkway halfway up. On each wall stood a rolling ladder to help reach the higher shelves. Two stairways similar to the ones in the foyer met the wraparound walkway in the corners of the room that flanked the doorway. 

"Every book in here is a first edition," an older gentleman in a gray suit said as he walked across the plush, red carpet Jack had barely noticed due to his distraction of the library.

"Is that right?" Jack asked, pretending to not be impressed. The room was so beautifully designed, he wished he could shake the hand of the architect who dreamt it up so many generations ago.

The slightly overweight man offered his hand to Jack with a big smile. "Name's Jed. And you are?"

Jack shook his hand. "Jack. Jack Elliot," he introduced himself.

"Oh! You're Judy's boy!" the man said excitedly. "The one who owns the construction business in California, right?"

Jack allowed himself to smile as he nodded. "That's me. Where is my mom?" he asked.

"Come with me, I'll take you to her," he said, leading him out of the library. "So, you like the library, huh?" Jed inquired. 

"I do. How old is this house? Parts seem very old while others seem to be recently renovated," Jack asked, truly curious about the structure despite who owned it. 

"This house has been around since before the Civil War, Jack," Jed told him enthusiastically. He went on about the house until they reached the largest kitchen Jack had ever seen. There he found his mother with a few other ladies preparing food to be cooked and cleaning dishes. 

"Judy, I found this young man wandering around my library," Jed said in mock annoyance, winking at Jack. Jack grinned back at the old man.

"Jack!" his mother cried as she put a dirty plate back in the water to soak. She dried her hands and rushed across the room to greet her son. 

"Hi, Mom. How are you?" he asked, hugging his mother.

"I'm doing alright. How was the drive?" she asked.

"It was fine. Hit a storm in New Mexico, though," he told her.

"Well, at least you made it here safely. Come, I'll show you to your room," she urged, tugging him by the arm.

"You aren't going to introduce me to anyone?" he asked quietly as they left the kitchen.

His mother chortled. "I have no doubt you'll meet them later, Jack. I need a break from them, if I must tell you the truth," she said.

She took him towards the back of the mansion to a nearly secluded room. He felt cut off from the rest of the house, but it was exactly what he would prefer. Sometimes family functions got to a point where he needed a break from everybody. Jack preferred being alone and only spent time with people on occasion, even though he ran his own business. His siblings would always tease him for being such a loner, but now he would throw it back at them by flaunting his success. 

Back at home he had a simple but luxurious house in a rich, gated community in Irvine California; a three car garage with three different vehicles (an F-150 for work, his Expedition for travel and a 2013 Mustang Shelby GT500 for fun); a camper sat in a storage place for his extended travels across the country or if he had an out-of-state project to work on. He was sitting pretty back in California. He wouldn't compare himself to his siblings, not only because they weren't there to give him a hard time, but because, in his opinion, there was no comparison. He was the youngest of four and all three of his older siblings were married with families, but none of them had the financial success he enjoyed. It was when he thought of how different he was from them that reality would sink in and he wished he had a family of his own.

"Your brother and sisters will be here in a couple hours," his mother chimed in as if she could read his mind. It happened so often with him that he believed she did have telepathic abilities. 

"Good," he said, hiding his emotions the best he could. 

"You know, deep down they love you; it's the only reason they get on your back about finding someone," she said, taking his hands in hers as she looked up at him. 

He forced a grin as he looked back at his mother; she was the best person in the world to him. He was the baby in the family, so they'd always had a close relationship. It was because of that it seemed she could read his mind. At the mention of finding someone, his thoughts went directly back to Anna.

"You did meet someone, didn't you?" she asked, searching his eyes.

"What? No! Well, kinda. There was a girl stranded in Gallup that I helped out. Her old rusty truck was broken down on the off ramp, so I took her into town," he explained, leaving out the amazing sex they'd had.

"Did you bang her?" she asked unexpectedly. If there was one thing about his mother that he could never get used to, it was the moments when she would catch him off guard with questions only his friends or his siblings would ask.

"Mom!" he chided, his face burning hot.

She laughed hysterically. "Oh, come on. I'm old but not that old. A pretty girl stranded on the side of the road in the middle of the night. Probably broke, I take it?" she pried.

He nodded. "Kinda. She had a little money, but not enough to pay for repairs on her truck. In fact, the thing isn't even worth repairing. I think she sold it to a scrap metal place before catching her bus."

"You never answered my question, Jack," she pressed teasingly. 

He looked at his mother incredulously. "What's gotten into you, Mom?" he laughed.

"I'm just giving you a hard time. There's a paved road that breaks off of the driveway that leads to the back of the house, so you can park by that door there," she said, pointing at a door on the exterior wall of his room. 

"I've got outside access?" he questioned in disbelief. "Man, this is like staying in a luxury motel, if they existed."

"Yeah, you're pretty secluded here. There are no other bedrooms except for directly across the hall, and on that wall," she pointed to her left, "is a full-sized bathroom with a laundry room on the other side."

"So, if I went into town, picked up some random chick at a bar and brought her back here, no one would hear a thing," he mused out loud to his mother's amusement. 

She laughed. "What happens in Kansas stays in Kansas, right?" she joked. 

"Usually because everyone's family," he added.

Judy laughed hysterically. "I've missed you, Jack. Now, go bring your car to the back and unpack for now. There's some family you will be meeting in the morning. Get some rest and come to the kitchen for breakfast," she said and then led him back to the front of the house.

He followed the paved service road to the back of the house, found his door and lugged his suitcase inside. Unpacking took a whole five minutes, but he was glad, because after the long drive from New Mexico, he needed to sleep. Stripping down to his boxers, he crawled into the soft, King sized bed and was passed out in seconds.

Talking outside his door woke him abruptly. He looked at his clock and it announced in bright red digits that the time was 1:32am. 

"Who the hell is causing so much noise out there?" he mumbled, crawling out of bed to investigate groggily. 

Crossing the room, he heard two female voices outside his door, both trying to stifle giggles as they fumbled for the doorknob. Opening his door a crack he saw them in a lip-lock with their limbs intertwined as they pulled at each other's clothes. His grogginess vanished as he realized what he was seeing. Then, just as they got their door open, he saw the face of the blonde for a flash and recognized her face immediately. 

"Anna?" he asked a little louder than he meant to as they disappeared into the bedroom. Before the door shut, though, the blonde looked outside, looking down the hall as if she'd heard something. She looked at his door and saw that it was open a crack, so he quickly shut it and backed away a few steps. Suddenly, she knocked, scaring the shit out of him. He knew he'd been caught and that she would barge in any second if he didn't answer. So, he took a deep breath and opened the door again.

Her eyes bulged as she recognized him. "Jack?" 

"Anna," he said, but without question since he'd already recognized her.

"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked.

"Well, this is where my family reunion I mentioned is going to be. Plus, the oldest member of our family passed away last night. So, I guess, we're having a funeral tomorrow," he explained. "What are you doing here?" he asked.

"I, well, I was at a bar and this girl was drunk and totally hitting on me, so, I went home with her," she said with a flirtatious smile.

"She may be a cousin of mine," he stated.

"Maybe," she said nervously.

"Well, I don't want to hold you up," he said, looking over her shoulder at the closed door.

"Are you kidding me? She passed out as soon as we got inside," she giggled. 

"Oh, huh, what's her name, by the way?" he asked.

She shrugged. "Never got that far," she said with a wink.

"Well, I just got her a few hours ago, so I have no idea who of my family is even here," he said. "So, I wouldn't even be able to even start trying to narrow things down."

She shrugged. "You know," she said running a finger down his chest lightly. "She did get me pretty horny."

He felt his cock twitch and start to grow. "Oh yeah?" he asked.

She nodded, stepping forward into his room; he backed away to allow her access. Before either of them could say another word, she planted her mouth on his and reached into his boxers, his half-hard cock reaching full mast in no time.

"That's what I'm talkin' about," she said as they made their way to the large bed. 

He pulled off her black tank-top revealing her braless, magnificent breasts. He dove in immediately, taking one in his mouth as he squeezed the other. She moaned in delight as he gave her much needed attention. Stopping for a moment, he picked her up and playfully tossed her onto the bed and then crawled on top of her, pulling off his white T-shirt as he did. Her breasts mashed into his chest as her arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss. 

"I missed you," she said, breaking the kiss after a few long seconds. 

"You have no idea," he replied, diving in for another lip-lock. 

She pushed at the waistband of his boxers, desperate to get them off of him. He helped by rolling off of her and whipping them off quickly. She did the same with her tiny, denim shorts and black thong. Amazed at the sight of her body again, he stared for a few seconds. She broke his concentration by rolling over on top of him, pinning his hard cock between their bellies. 

"Stop staring and fuck me already," she teasingly demanded. 

Grinning, he reached down and grabbed his cock and she lifted her hips off of his. Her mouth locked itself onto his as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her pussy lips. She moaned into his mouth and then pressed her hips down again once his rod was lined up with her hole. Jack reveled in the immediate warmth that came over his throbbing member. Anna broke their kiss with a gasp as he slowly entered her pussy. Once he was fully inside of her, they paused, enjoying the feeling of their bodies being reconnected again. 

"You left without saying goodbye, you know," he chastised her playfully.

"Let me make up for that," she said and then pushed herself up into a sitting position.

Jack gawked at her large tits as they bounced slightly from her change of position. Anna arched her back, sticking her breasts out further. He glanced up at her face and saw her eyes locked on his as she grinned impishly at him. 

"I know you like these," she said, squeezing her tits together. "Did you daydream about them on your long, hard drive?" 

Jack nodded stupidly, staring at her large fun-bags again. He reached up to grab them and she moved her hands away, granting him access. She leaned back slightly, pressing her palms into the mattress for support as she slowly began to gyrate her hips with his cock buried deep inside her pussy. Jack sighed contentedly at the feeling of her pussy moving around his rod while he played and squeezed her tits. After a few minutes, Anna leaned forward, supporting herself on his shoulders as she began to ride his cock with slow, heavy movements, like the piston of an engine. 

Jack's hands moved down to her waist, caressing her burning flesh that began to moisten with perspiration. He looked down at where their bodies met and took in the sight of her pussy swallowing up his cock; it matched the display of her now bouncing tits. She sat up straight, running her fingers through her long, blonde locks in ecstasy. Her eyes closed and her mouth opened, panting in ragged breaths. Her movements began to slow, so Jack decided to take control to give her rest. 

He sat up, pulling her upper body into his, wrapping his lips around one ample breast as he did. Anna pressed her abdomen into his, burying his cock to the hilt in her pussy. Jack then rolled to his right, pinning her to the bed with his own body. Anna's legs wrapped around Jack's waist, pulling her deeper into her wet hole every time he pulled out about half way. The slapping sound of their flesh echoed off the walls as they hurriedly fucked each other. No intelligible words were said as they grunted and expressed their enjoyment. 

Anna's nails dug into Jack's back as her orgasm began to build. She begged him to fuck her harder, whispering in his ear to do so. She didn't seem to have the strength to speak any louder. He did as she asked, though, holding back his own orgasm as much as possible until he knew she was about to explode. He felt her pussy twitch around his cock, already trying to milk his cum out of him. 

"I'm cumming!" she cried out in her first audible statement in the past twenty minutes. 




But We're Family Ch. 02



Jack let go of all he held back and pounded into her even harder, kissing and nibbling on her neck as he did. His orgasm built to the brink, slowly moving up his cock, desperate to release. When he did let out the first stream of jizz, he felt her body shudder and shake while her arms tightened their grip around his shoulders. He blasted another stream of cum into her, followed by three more, each diminishing in power and volume. His body shook as well, goose pimples popping up on his exposed skin as their climaxes fell together.

"Holy shit," Anna whispered. 

"Yeah," Jack agreed and rolled off of her; she cuddled up next to him. 

"I won't be going anywhere tonight," she promised. 

"Good," he said. "But, I'm meeting my mother for breakfast pretty early."

"I don't think I'll be up for that. Maybe I'll just sneak back to my hotel when you leave to meet your family," she said.

"You're pretty good at that," he teased.

She playfully slapped his chest. "I left you a note. Besides, you looked so cute sleeping, I didn't want to wake you," she said.

"I was a little disappointed. I was hoping for another fuck before hitting the road," he said.

"Is that all I am to you? Another fuck?" she teased.

"Well, that's how I felt waking up alone this morning," he argued, but chuckled too.

"I didn't think guys had a problem being used," she said.

Jack shrugged. "I'm not most guys."

She looked up at him, smiling warmly. "I guess you're not. You may fuck like an animal, but deep down you have a good heart. It's a wonder you're not married."

Jack sighed. "I guess most girls don't really want the nice guy," he said.

"I'm not most girls," she said and kissed him on the cheek. 

Jack pulled her in tighter and hugged her before they drifted off to sleep.



But We're Family Ch. 03



*Sorry this submission took so long to be completed. I've been working on a lot of other projects and this one just doesn't stand out to me as much as the others, but I promise to try and find a balance for my time between all my projects. Anyway, please comment and/or send feedback! Constructive criticism and praise is always welcome!*

Chapter 3

Jack woke the next morning in a tangle of naked limbs with Anna; the way he wished they'd woken in Arizona. He was amazed at the fact that she'd just walked into the house last night with another girl, whom he assumed was one of his cousins he'd hardly met, and came to his room instead. Granted, her original plan was passed out drunk across the hall, but who was he to argue with Aphrodite to arrange this little meet up this way? 

He caressed her bare shoulder, brushing away the blonde curl that obstructed her perfect, sun-tanned skin. Her shallow breaths kept steady as he lightly dragged his fingers across whatever skin he could reach with her curled up in his left arm. Her left leg was tucked between his legs, pressed up close against his member, which was hard from morning wood. He fought the urge to get out of bed to relieve himself; he was enjoying holding this perfect specimen of woman in his arms. 

Her large breasts were pressed firmly against his chest, just above his stomach. He noticed that she didn't even have a tan line from a bra or bikini top there, telling him she obviously tanned in the nude. He could picture it now; Anna laying out by a pool in California, completely bare as the sun cooked her smooth skin. Jack was still amazed that he'd hooked up with such a perfectly gorgeous woman. Twice in two days, and both completely by chance!

He couldn't fight the urge to relieve himself anymore, so he untangled himself from her grasp as gently as possible and then rushed into his private bathroom. He hated having to pee with an erection, having to contort himself into an uncomfortable position just to avoid making a mess with his urine.

"Jack?" he heard Anna call a minute later just before he flushed the toilet.

"Be right there!" he called back and then pushed the handle down on the commode. 

"Oh, you were just taking a piss," she said, giggling. "I thought you'd left me!" she said, winking as he came through the doorway, back into the bedroom. 

"Me leave you? Not a chance in Hell, beautiful. You're the only one who does the leaving around here," he teased.

"Hey, you forgave me for that!" she protested with a pout, her bottom lip jutting out as she exaggerated her offense. 

He grinned at her. "And you more than made up for it last night," he said, sitting down on the mattress. 

"Well, I'm glad to know you're easy to manipulate with sex," she said, grinning at him.

"Shit, all you'd really have to do is show me those perfect tits of yours, and I'd probably murder someone for you," he joked.

"Interesting," she said slyly. "I'll keep that in mind next time I need someone killed," she said, tapping her fingertips together.

Jack shook his head. "Are you hungry? I'm supposed to be meeting up with my family for breakfast. I'm sure you'd be able to join us," he offered.

"And how would you explain my being here? They know you came here alone, and are you really the type of guy to go pick up a chick at a bar?" she asked.

"No, but what if I told them you're the girl I met in Arizona?" 

"And, what, I just showed up here randomly?"

He laughed. "No, you called me needing a place to stay."

"I have a place to stay," she argued.

"They don't know that."

She shrugged. "Actually, I can't. I have a family thing myself to be at in a little bit. So, I need to get back to my hotel. Shit, I forgot we brought a cab here last night. Do you think I could get a ride or something?"

"I'll call you a cab," he said. "I know what my brother and sister would say if I showed up late to breakfast. We don't get along too well."

"Okay, thanks," she said, getting out of bed and pulling on her clothes.

"You really don't remember the girl's name from last night?" Jack asked.

Anna shook her head as she pulled her top back on. "We were both pretty drunk. I just function better than she does, I guess. She's really hot, though. Brunette, big tits, nice ass. Come to think of it, she looks a lot like me, just with brown eyes and hair."

"You must love yourself, then," Jack teased.

"Wouldn't you love yourself if you looked like me?" she joked, gesturing to her body.

"That's actually a fair question. I'd probably get stuck in front of a mirror, playing with those tits all day," he laughed.

She rolled her eyes. "Men," she said with a wink.

"Well, can I call you later to meet up if we have some free time?" Jack asked.

She smiled happily at him as she pulled on the rest of her clothes. "Of course, Jack. I'd love that," she said and then grabbed his phone off of the nightstand where he'd left it the night before. She entered her number into the phone and then handed it to him.

"Call me and leave a message. I'll call and make plans as soon as I can," she promised.

"I will do just that," he told her and then called a cab company. He told them they could pull around to the back of the house where she would be waiting, then got in the shower to get ready for breakfast. When he was done with his shower, he found that the cab had already picked her up and she hadn't said goodbye again. At least he had her number this time. 

"Dammit, I should have brought her into the shower with me," he chided himself for his mini blunder. Then he shrugged it off and made his way to the kitchen. 

There he met his siblings and their kids. His two nieces and two nephews saw him first and came running to him. He squatted down with his arms extended and they all collided into him at once. 

He was barely able to contain them all without falling back onto the hardwood floor, seeing as the oldest one, a niece, was about ten years old and didn't know her own strength. He may not have gotten along with his siblings much, but he always tried to be the best uncle to his nieces and nephews he could be. 

The more he thought about it, he realized it was mostly his brother he didn't get along with. He and his sister had always gotten along. It was that brother, though, that he didn't like at all. He was an arrogant prick according to Jack. He always flaunted his money, even though Jack made more. Jack just didn't show it by living modestly. He had a nice home, but not a mansion. He dressed simply for the most part and didn't like to draw a lot of attention to himself by wearing expensive suits everywhere he went. 

Jack let go of the kids and stood up again. He gave his sister, Samantha, a hug and kissed her on the cheek. She looked better than ever; you never would have known Lily and Lana (ages 9 and 6) were hers and Jared's kids. She always found a way to get back to her perfect, curvy figure she'd had since High School. He thought she looked even better now than she had then.

"Hey sis, how have you been?" he asked, holding her at arm's length after pulling out of their hug.

"I've been good. You should stop by and visit more," she said, almost pleading with him.

"Yeah," he said, looking at Jared who glared at him through the short crystal glass he drank from. "I'll try and do that," he said noncommittally. Jared lowered his glass and refilled it with more amber liquid. 

"Whiskey already, eh, Jared?" Jack said in a fake, friendly tone. 

"Fuck you," he mouthed. 

"Love you too, bro," he said and then turned towards his older brother. "Bryan," he greeted, extending his hand. His brother shook his hand reluctantly, not even bothering to smile. 

"Good to see you, Jack," he said dryly.

"I'm sure it is. Hey, Connie," he said in a much friendlier tone, walking around his brother to hug his drop-dead-gorgeous sister. If Samantha was curvy, Connie was voluptuous. Her fiery red hair, fair, yet freckled, skin made her dangerous curves all that much more sexy to Jack. 

He'd always had a crush on her, ever since she and Bryan started dating back in college. Anna may have had some nice, gorgeous breasts, but they were nothing compared to Connie's DD's. But what Jack loved most about Connie was her round, bubble butt. She may not have lost as much of her baby weight as Samantha had, but the little bit of weight she'd gained only made her that much curvier. 

"Hi, Jack. It's good to see you again," she said, kissing him on the cheek.

"You kids ready to go?" their mother asked. "Your Uncle George will be waiting at the restaurant alone if we don't get going," she said.

"Where's Nathan?" Jack asked. "Isn't he coming to the reunion?"

"He is; he's just taking care of some...family business," she said cryptically. 

Jack didn't question her further; it was pointless to try and get information out of his mother. When she wasn't ready to share something, she was Fort Knox. 

At the restaurant, which was just off of the lobby of the expensive hotel Uncle George and his family were staying in, they met him at the bar where he sipped on a mimosa. He ordered more for the rest of them and hot chocolates for the children to be brought to their table. 

"It's about damn time," he teasingly scolded them for their tardiness and then led them to the tables pushed together to seat them all. 

"So, what was it you had to tell us before the reunion?" Judy asked her brother.

"Right to business, then, huh? Okay, then. You all know that your aunt isn't my first wife," he stated and Jack and his siblings all nodded, following his explanation. "Well, my first wife had a kid and, not too long after we were married, she took the kid and left. Completely disappeared! She changed her identity and, come to find out, put her daughter up for adoption."

"She wasn't the most stable person," Judy said and took a sip of her mimosa.

"So, what are you getting at, Uncle George?" Bryan asked.

"Well, it turns out her daughter has been searching for me the past few years," he said nervously.

"And?" Jack pressed his uncle for more information along with his brother.

"And...here she is," he said, pointing at the window across the room from them. All they could see was the top of the girl's head, as the window was frosted decoratively. But Jack swore he recognized that blonde hair. As she came into view and the host opened the large glass door for her with a slight bow, Jack about shit himself as Anna walked in. He had a mix of emotions, though. He'd had a sneaking suspicion that she was somehow family, and afraid she was a long lost cousin he'd never met, but to find out she was an adopted cousin with no blood relation gave him a sense of relief. But, there was still the complication that she was still technically family and the rest of his family would probably freak out if they found out they'd been fucking lately.

She looked at me and only had a moment where she seemed to recognize me, but she dismissed it as quickly as he'd seen it. Jack mentally shook any thoughts of her out of his head and pretended to not know her.

"Everybody, this is Anna," Uncle George said and began to introduce her to everybody at the table. Jack had to stop himself from staring multiple times, wondering just how he was going to act when Uncle George brought her by his seat.

"Anna, this is Jack," he said when he finally made it around to Jack's side of the table. 

Jack stretched out his hand and she took it, winking at him as she shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Anna."

"It's nice to meet you, too, Jack," she said with a hint of a knowing voice. He flashed a warning with his eyes and she winked again and then sat down in the seat across from him. He realized she'd already met the rest of the family already and was ready to sit down to order breakfast with the rest of them. 

Jack's phone buzzed in his pocket as he looked over the menu. Out of her peripheral, he saw Anna set her phone down on the table, so he waited another minute before pulling his phone out to check his text messages. 

"Hey there....cousin ;)" Anna's text message read. 

"Not funny," Jack replied and then set his phone down to return his attention to the menu in front of him. None of the words registered in his mind, but luckily his fall back was always French toast, eggs and hash browns. He'd order them a la carte if he had to. 

"You mean you don't find your cousin sexy? Lol" she said, torturing him. 

Jack glanced at his phone and saw the message before it disappeared, leaving only the icon indicating he had a new text message. He shook his head and then grimaced as he felt his stomach turn. 

"Jack, relax, we're only related through marriage. I barely knew George growing up," she sent before he could even clear the other message.

He picked up his phone but felt like he was going to throw up. So he told his mother, who sat next to him, what he wanted and then excused himself to the bathroom. He couldn't get across the lobby fast enough to reach the bathrooms beyond the front desk. Jack pushed through the door and rushed into a stall. He never vomited, but he needed a chance to breathe and wrap his brain around everything. How could he not see the signs? They were both heading to the same state for a family reunion. How many people chose to go to Kansas for a family reunion, honestly? He sat down on the toilet, resting his head in his hands.

Jack told himself he couldn't beat himself up too badly since he'd never met Anna before and had barely even heard stories about his uncle's past marriage, and if Anna had been taken away from him when she was a small child, there was no way he would have ever met her. Plus, she'd been his step-daughter, so there was absolutely no blood relation between them. It would likely just be an awkward situation to explain to their family.

"Jack?" Anna's voice echoed through the bathroom.

"Anna? What the hell are you doing in here?"

"Oh relax; I've been in classier men's rooms than this and this one is pretty damn nice. Holy shit they even have cloth towels!"

Jack couldn't help but smile at her playfulness. He didn't know how, but she was already proving to have the ability to make him smile in even the toughest of situations.

"You okay in there?" she asked. "Do you need help?"

"Shut up," he chuckled.

Suddenly her head appeared below the stall door he was in, startling him into laughter.

"You're insane," he laughed.

She smiled at him from ear to ear. "There's that smile I love. Let me in," she demanded and Jack complied without thinking.

"I'm sorry about that in there. I just freaked out at what my siblings would think if they found out you're the one I met up with in New Mexico," Jack told her.

"They know about that?" she asked, pretending to be scared.

Jack rolled his eyes. "Not about the fucking, obviously, but....wait, only my mom knows I met someone in that storm. She even asked if I fucked you," he laughed again and Anna joined him. 

"I think I'll like your mom. So, what's the problem? Is it the taboo of your uncle once being my step-dad?" she asked, lightly rubbing his thighs. 

Jack nodded. "My siblings hate me as it is, and if they found out about this, I'd never hear the end of it," he said and then thought about it for a second. "Actually, no, they'd stop speaking to me altogether. Doesn't sound so bad, actually."

"Don't say that. You're family; you know you'd miss your nieces and nephews. They are sooo cute," she said.

"Yeah, they are," he admitted fondly. He did love those kids; he just wished he was invited to see them more often. 

"Tell you what," she said, adding more pressure to his legs. "Why don't I do something for you to take the edge off and help you relax?" she offered, her hands brushing his flaccid cock; it immediately began to respond to her touch.

"Here?" he asked doubtfully. "Not even you are that crazy," he challenged, knowing full well what her reaction would be; to prove him wrong.

"Don't think so?" she asked, falling right into his trap, though she knew what he was attempting to do, which was to take control. Jack didn't realize she'd been in complete control the whole time, though. She'd led him directly to his challenge.

Anna reached up and unbuckled his belt followed by the button of his pants. She then pulled the zipper down and then tugged on the waistband. Jack stood up and allowed her to remove his pants. She slid her hands up his hairy legs all the way up into his boxers where she dragged her nails over his ass, causing goose pimples to appear on every inch of his body. His cock grew hard at her touch, threatening to poke out of his plain white boxers with thin, light green stripes. Without bothering to remove his boxers, she reached into his boxers through the access hole provided and pulled his thick cock out. She smiled up at him as she admired its girth and length. 

Her smile only left her face to receive his tool into her mouth. Her lips spread wide over the crown of his cock, enveloping him in a wave of pleasure. Inch by inch his cock slid slowly into her mouth, threatening to hit the back of her throat if she took him any farther. She did just that and the tip of his cock bumped the back of her throat. Anna sucked hard as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and then repeated the same action. Soon she began to build a rhythm and bobbed her head on his cock. Jack reached down and took hold of the back of her head with one hand while propping himself up on the cool, tiled wall with the other. He gently rocked his hips forward as he pulled her head down on his cock. 

Anna's tongue swirled and raced over the surface of his cock, licking everywhere it could reach without her removing her mouth from his shaft. Then she did, gripping his length with her hand to lick him from balls to tip like a large Popsicle. Jack closed his eyes as cool air hit his now wet cock before Anna began to lick his entire length from balls to tip. He reopened his eyes in time to see her swallow him back down again. He pushed her head down on his cock and fucked her mouth relentlessly. She pulled back her head when she needed air, but after a couple deep breaths she quickly sucked him down again. Jack felt his orgasm build and began to buck his hips harder, forcing his cock against her throat even harder. He looked down and saw tears in her eyes, but she moved her head faster knowing he was close to the edge. 

Jack's head fell back as he was about to blast his seed into Anna's mouth. She slowed her efforts, but didn't let up on the pressure, sucking hard on his dick without moving her head much. She sucked on him like his dick was a straw too thin for a milkshake; he'd never felt pressure like that before. He looked down at her one last time and the intensity in her eyes was all he needed. His dick exploded into her mouth. 

One big blast, then another and another and another until, finally, all he could produce were tiny little spurts. He watched her swallow quickly as each glob of jizz hit the back of her throat. When his dick stopped releasing semen she gave one last strong suck to make sure he was clean and then licked him up. After that she grabbed a small wad of toilet paper and dried him off before gently stuffing his cock back into his boxer shorts and then wiped up the corners of her mouth.

"That was a lot of cum," she praised. "I can't wait to see what else you've got for me tonight," she said with a wink. "I better head back in there. Take your time and relax; everything will be fine."

Anna kissed Jack on the lips and could taste the saltiness of his cum still on her mouth. Surprisingly it didn't bother him and he kissed back.

As she opened the stall door, she looked over her shoulder and said, "By the way, the girl last night was your cousin Stacy," and then she walked out of the bathroom.




But We're Family Ch. 03



Jack was floored by her last statement. All this time she'd said she never learned who she'd showed up at the mansion with last night and then she drops this bomb on him? The girl she'd picked up at a bar was his hot, younger cousin, Stacy? She was his only cousin he had any contact with since most of them were closer to his mother's age than his own. His uncle, Roger, from his father's side, was the oldest of his father's siblings by about fifteen years. Jack had always laughed at the stories he heard about that man and what a playboy he still was. He was pushing seventy and had a thirty-five year old wife. Stacy was the only child they had together only a couple years younger than him at twenty-seven. 

Jack had always been closer to her than his siblings even, and had harbored a secret crush on her. It was natural to have a crush on a cousin, but acting on that crush was different. He'd never done anything more than masturbate to fantasies about her in his mind. Now he finds out that the girl Anna had gone home with last night, only to end up in his bed instead, was the very cousin he'd fantasized about? He wasn't sure how to handle that information. 

He walked out of the stall, washed his face and then stared at himself in the mirror, trying to regain his composure. He took a few deep breaths and then made his way back to his family.



But We're Family Ch. 04



Jack composed himself, tucking his shirt back into his pants before leaving the stall. He splashed some water on his face to cool him off so he didn't look so flushed when he rejoined his family. He had no idea how to treat this situation. Does he tell his family the truth; that they met in Arizona? Does he keep it a total secret and risk everything coming out later on? He took a deep breath and left the bathroom. 

Returning to his family, he found his stack of pancakes, bacon and eggs waiting with a steaming cup of coffee. He sat down across from Anna but couldn't bring himself to look her in the eye. His breakfast was enough to keep him distracted until his mother leaned towards him.

"Don't be so obvious," she whispered her warning.

Jack snapped his head up and looked at his mother who was busy cutting into her omelet with her fork. She didn't look at him when she continued to speak quietly. His siblings and their spouses were busy taking care of their kids and their meals to pay any attention. Even Uncle George seemed to enjoy helping them out.

"She's the Arizona girl, isn't she?" his mother asked casually, though still with her voice low.

He tried not to stare at her in stunned silence, but he had no idea how she'd figured that out.

"Jack, you can't hide anything from me," she said, finally looking at him. "The way you looked at her when she walked in, and then the fact you two were texting each other, though trying to pretend like you weren't, was obvious. Nobody else noticed, so don't worry about that, just act normal, it's not a big deal," she told him. 

"But..." he started to say.

"But what?" she asked, setting her fork down and folding her hands together near her face with her elbows on the table. She rested her cheek against her interlocked fingers as she looked at him. "She's your uncles no longer adopted daughter? Not even a cousin anymore. There's nothing wrong with anything you've done. Sure, she's reconnected with him because he had adopted her, so she's still technically family, but there is no blood relation. You've done nothing wrong; it's just a weird coincidence you didn't know about until now."

Jack's phone buzzed in his pocket again, causing him to look at Anna, but she wasn't looking at him. He pulled out his phone and saw she had texted him but was a little more discrete this time. 

"Unless you'd like to fuck a real cousin," her message said.

He glared at her, but she wasn't looking at him.

"Fuck you," he texted back. 

She casually pulled out her phone and read his message. A smile spread across her face as she typed her response. 

"Anytime, anywhere ;)" 

He felt his face flush again, so he put his phone away and concentrated on his meal until his uncle grabbed his attention.

"Jack, how's the construction business going?" Uncle George asked, setting his cup of coffee down in front of him. 

Jack looked up the table, nodding at him as he finished chewing on his pancake.

"Really well, actually. We have quite a few projects going on right now. Two in L.A., three in Orange County, another in Kingman, and I'm bidding on one in Salt Lake City," he rattled off.

Jack looked at his siblings and they had shocked but impressed looks on their faces. He hoped he was finally gaining some respect from them. 

"That's excellent!" Uncle George praised him. "Big jobs?"

Jack nodded. "A couple of them are new constructions of office buildings. The others are remodeling jobs. The Salt Lake job will be my biggest project yet; I'm really hoping to get that bid."

"I pray you do," he said, lifting his coffee mug to him in a toast. 

"Thanks, Uncle George," Jack said, nodding back at him.

"What's the job in Salt Lake?" Bryan asked. 

Jack looked at his older brother, surprised at his interest in his business. "It's a, uh, a mall. We'd be remodeling the entire thing piece-by-piece."

Bryan nodded with an impressed frown. "Good for you, bro," he said. He hadn't called him "bro" in years.

"Thanks," Jack said, pleasantly surprised. 

Just then, Nathan walked into the restaurant. He walked up and hugged Uncle George and then sat down next to Anna. Jack's Uncle Roger had all but disowned Nathan when he was only fifteen. Nathan and Stacy had grown extremely close over the years and had developed some unnatural feelings for each other. They were only half-siblings, but there was still some blood relation there that kept Roger from approving of their secret relationship. He'd walked in on them making out one day and kicked him out of the house. Nathan called Uncle George and he took him in. Uncle George hadn't had any other children, having been so hurt by his now ex-wife when she took off with the daughter he'd adopted and had grown to love over their three years together. When Anna tried to track George down, Nathan was the first person she'd connected with. 

Anna was a pretty resourceful girl. She'd tracked down her original medical records, learned her real name was Anna Price (George's last name) and began to search for him. Nathan, having the same last name, answered the phone when she'd called. He'd told her his uncle was named George and then invited her to come and meet him and see if it was who she was looking for. She didn't have much of a memory of him, since she'd only been three when her mother ran off with her, but when she met him, his eyes were so familiar, she knew it had to be the man that had adopted her. George recognized her almost immediately, though. He'd said she still had the same bright eyes and golden blonde hair she'd had as a child; she also looked exactly like her mother had when they'd met. This all happened a few years ago, but Jack never heard much about his uncles unless it was major news that they leaked out to the family; and this was something Uncle George had kept silent until now.

"Hey sis," he said, kissing her on the cheek. They weren't really siblings; obviously, they were cousins, sort of. They'd grown close the past three years, and when she'd said in her note that her brother had bought her a bus ticket, it was Nathan she'd been talking about.

They weren't blood related, Jack knew, but they seemed close; he almost felt himself growing jealous of that small sign of affection they showed each other. He felt a little possessive of Anna, which only meant one thing: he was really falling for her. Before she'd just been an amazing girl to fuck, but after his semi-private conversation with his mother, his mindset had changed without warning him. 

"Jack!" Nathan said happily. "It's been a while, man. How have you been?"

Jack reached his hand across the table to meet Nathan's. "I'm good, how about you?"

"I'm good, I'm good," he said. "I had to take care of my sister at the mansion. She was pretty wasted last night."

Jack knew Nathan was talking about Stacy. They were half-siblings. Nathan was born a couple years before his father met Stacy's mother, which was good because her mother would have still been in high school. Uncle Roger has always been a bit of a playboy, marrying woman after woman. His current wife, Stacy's mother (45) was only eighteen when they met in Jamaica. Robin, Stacy's mom, was on a trip with friends as a graduation gift from all of their parents. They'd all gone out to a bar, which has no legal drinking age, and they all got drunk pretty quickly. All but Robin; she paced herself wisely and rode a good buzz the whole night, singing away in the karaoke contest. She won, and Uncle Roger bought her a drink to congratulate her. Only he had been able to get her drunk, though it hadn't been his intention.

Roger hadn't known her age, so, didn't realize she'd just turned eighteen the week before. Robin had always been and looked more mature than her friends, so she rarely got carded at bars back home, and her fake I.D. was a real picture of herself that said that she was 21. She didn't try and push it and say she was older, she just kept the I.D. and planned to until she actually turned 21. She wasn't the safest girl during those years either, sleeping around the school, though she was able to keep it quiet for the most part, but she extended that to keeping security happy and from asking questions about her real age. If they'd known she was really a teenager in high school, they would have freaked out. But, her skills of seduction won over even the toughest and most cunning of security guards at clubs. 

There was one instance where a female guard, very butch and a little overweight, had called her out on it being a fake, but did it in private. Robin seduced even her! She and her friends were never carded again at that club. That night in Jamaica, though, she wasn't the one using her skills of seduction; it was Roger. He bought her drinks, pushing her just a little past buzzed, but not trashed; he complimented her singing; told her how beautiful and sexy she was. It didn't take long before they were back at his place (he lived there at the time) and fucking like animals. At the end of her trip, he gave her a card to call him any time she was planning to be in the area. 

A month and a half later, she called him saying she was pregnant. Roger didn't freak out; he'd been in this position before. He asked her what her plans were and when she said she didn't like the idea of abortion, he said that was fine and offered to take care of her. Their week of passion had really stirred feelings deep inside of both of them, but mostly in Robin since she was so young, and she suggested they get married. Roger was hesitant at first but when he wouldn't commit, that was when her father stepped in and chewed him out. Roger, being the persuasive business man he was, calmed the situation, promised to take care of Robin and marry her. However, it'd been in that first conversation with her father that Roger had learned she was only eighteen. If he'd known she was so young....yeah, he would have still fucked her. He may have used more protection, but he would have fucked her brains out. 

They married quickly and moved her to Jamaica until the baby was born. A couple years later, Robin desperately missed her parents and wanted them to have a closer relationship with her daughter, Stacy. So, Roger sold his place and moved to Texas with Robin, their daughter, Stacy, and his son, Nathan. They'd been a family ever since. 

Jack remembered the details of the story pretty quick, but obviously didn't bring anything up with Nathan. He looked at Anna knowingly and she gave a smile with a flash of warning with her eyes. 

"She did mention meeting some girl at a bar last night," Nathan said. "I didn't even know she was into girls."

Jack looked at him quickly. "Did she describe the girl?" he asked.

Nathan nodded, perusing the menu. "She said it was a hot blonde with green eyes."

Anna grinned at Jack as they shared a secret. Or, so they thought it was a secret...okay, Jack thought it was a secret. 

"Did you fuck my sister, Anna?" he asked quietly but nonchalantly. 

"Nope, didn't get the chance. She's a lightweight, you know that."

Nathan nodded. "True, but you would have, wouldn't you have?"

Anna giggled. "In a heartbeat!"

"Who did you fuck last night, then?" Nathan asked.

Jack choked on his water. Nathan looked up concerned but saw the nervous look on Jack's face as he cleaned up his spilled water.

"Are you okay, Jack?" his mother asked, rubbing his back gently.

"I'm fine, Mom, thanks," Jack told her and then she returned to her conversation with her daughter.

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Nathan said, staring Jack down. He then looked at Anna. "This is the guy from Arizona?" he whispered.

She nodded and then Nathan looked at Jack; he looked angry for a moment and then a smile spread across his face. He then reached across the table with his fist and Jack bumped it with his own.

"Good job, man! I've been trying to bang this girl for three years to no avail. But, you rescue her from a storm and now you've fucked, how many times?" he asked.

"Twice," Jack said. "Once two nights ago and then again last night when she dropped your sister off in her room."

"I bet you were a little jealous she'd brought Stacy home, huh?"

"I honestly hadn't gotten a good look at her, so I didn't know it was her at first. But, after Anna told me this morning," then Jack remembered the encounter in the bathroom, "after blowing me in the bathroom, yeah, I got a little jealous." 

Nathan knew about Jack's crush on Stacy; he'd known it ever since they were teenagers. He and Nathan were never close, but they talked every so often. On one trip to visit Stacy, Nathan happened to be in town and caught him checking Stacy out when they were all out bowling one night. Nathan kept his secret since he still was in love with her himself. 

They continued to catch up with each other as they finished their meal. Jack was surprised at how quickly things seemed to feel normal again the more time that went by. Soon, they were finishing up their meal, Uncle George paid for everything and then they went to their respective temporary homes to change for the funeral. 

Jack had assumed at some point there would be a formal dinner where he'd need a full suit, so he changed into that. It was a simple suit of black pants and matching coat with thin, gray stripes. He chose a dark blue shirt and a black tie to go with it. Once his dark socks and shiny black shoes were on, he checked himself in the mirror. He looked pretty good, he thought. Maybe not male model good-looking, but he had a rugged look about himself with the stubble he allowed to grow on his face. 

His attention was diverted to the knocking at his bedroom door. He walked out of the bathroom, crossed the room and opened the door to find his cousin, Stacy, standing there. A grin spread across his face as he stared at the beautiful woman he hadn't seen in a few years for a few seconds.

"Hey, Jack," she said in a scratchy voice. She sounded a little groggy from her night out last night.

"Hey, Stacy, how are you feeling?" he asked.

"Not great," she chuckled. "But, I'll be okay once I get moving."

"Wanna come in?" he asked.

She shook her head. "I was just stopping by to say hi. I think we're about to leave, though. You look like you're ready to go," she pointed out.

He looked himself over again. "I am. I'll walk with you up front," he offered and then grabbed his wallet, cell phone and keys. He always took his keys with him, even if he wasn't planning on driving; it was just a habit he'd formed. 

Stacy smiled at him; she looked great. She wasn't in the traditional black dress, but she looked gorgeous and classy in her dark, purple one. It hugged her curves nicely. Jack pulled his door shut behind him as he joined Stacy in the hallway. She was a few steps ahead of him, so he was able to get a better look at her. Her dark hair fell in subtle waves halfway down her back, so he knew he'd have plenty to grab onto if...he shook his head.

Don't think like that about your cousin! He scolded himself. Despite his mental scolding, he continued to check out the rest of her body. She was slender, but had curves in all the right places. Her waist narrowed perfectly before her hips widened out into a beautifully round ass. Her thighs were full but muscular, though not overly so. She had dancers' legs, which he knew she'd developed from her pole-dancing aerobics class. She'd had a boyfriend who had a stripper fetish and insisted she take lessons, so she did. The relationship didn't last, but she fell in love with the classes and continued to go for herself. He wondered if that class had any effect on her sexual orientation or not. He delighted in the thought that it did.

Her high heels that matched the dress she wore accentuated her calves; she looked perfect from behind according to Jack. She looked back at him over her shoulder, wondering why he was taking so long, but she gave him a knowing smile.

"How do I look?" she asked. 

"You look amazing as always, Stacy," he complimented her and then offered her arm as he stepped up to her. She slid her arm into his and then pulled him in close to kiss him on the cheek.

"You're always so nice to me," she said and then released her grip on his arm so he could stand up straight again. She rested her head on his shoulder as she held onto his upper left arm with both hands. "I can't believe Great Grandma died," she said sadly. 

"Yeah," he said, trying to match how she sounded. He'd only met his great grandmother twice in his life, so he'd never had much of a relationship with her. And even then, they weren't the fondest of memories. She always seemed so mean to him and his brother and sister; it was the only time the three of them got along for an extended period of time without fighting. 

Stacy, on the other hand, seemed to be favored by their great grandmother. She was a bit of a suck-up, though, Jack would admit, but he didn't care. As long as Stacy was around, Great Grandma was easier to be around. 

"I know you guys never really liked her," she told him. "And, believe me, I understand. I saw how she would always pick on something about each of you before she would notice me walking up."

"She loved you, though," Jack said.

Stacy lifted her head of his shoulder. "That's because Dad was her favorite grandson. For some reason, your dad and she never saw eye-to-eye."

"That's true," Jack admitted, thinking back to the times his dad would make a joke about his grandmother behind her back. He would always pretend he hadn't said anything when she heard him. Jack grinned at the memories; his dad was such a great man. Sometimes he was still angry at the fact he'd died so young. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring him up," Stacy said, fearing she'd upset him.

"You're fine, Stacy, don't worry. I miss him still, but it doesn't hurt like it used to," he assured her. 

She put her head back on his shoulder and squeezed his arm. "You were always my favorite cousin, Jack," she said.

"And you've always been mine," he confessed, though they'd told each other that plenty of times growing up. 

The family loaded into the line of black limousines that took them to the church where the memorial service was held. Stacy had stuck with him in their limo that was also shared by Nathan and, of course, Anna; how the four of them had ended up in their own limo, Jack had no clue. Perhaps it was because they were the leftover, single children left in the family who didn't have their own families to take care of; either way, Jack wasn't complaining. He liked his cousin, Nathan, and he was with two of the most beautiful women he knew. 

Jack couldn't help but stare at his new lover in her tiny black dress. It had a squared off front that showed plenty of her cleavage, though she didn't look trashy, held up by about inch-wide shoulder straps; the dress hugged her every curve, much like Stacy's, ending just past her perfect ass. The entire car ride to the church, Jack's eyes roamed from Stacy, who was still clinging to his arm, to Anna, who sat directly across from him in one of the bucket seats separated by a small refrigerator. 

"They must have stuck the four most attractive family members together," Nathan joked, giving Stacy a wink. 

Jack looked down and saw her grin back at him; he also got a nice view of her full tits down her purple dress. He looked across from him and saw Anna giving him a knowing smile. The sexual tension that was building in the back of the car was almost unbearable. Jack could feel his cock stirring as Stacy clung to his arm, but there was nothing he could do about it. Even if they'd wanted to act on it, there was no way they had enough time between the mansion and the church. 

Suddenly Stacy's hand fell onto Jack's left thigh, fairly close to his cock. She lightly rubbed his upper leg through his pin striped pants. Then she lifted her head to whisper in his ear.




But We're Family Ch. 04



"Can't you feel the tension in the car?" she asked. 

Jack nodded without a word.

"I know you've wanted me for years, Jack," she whispered again. 

Jack swallowed hard, trying to hide his nerves but failing miserably. 

"I've wanted you too," she told him. 

He turned his head towards her and she surprised him with a kiss on the lips. It was soft and sensual; her lips even lingered after she broke the kiss, lightly brushing against his still. Jack pressed his mouth against hers again, this time her tongue licked at his lips and he parted them to grant her access. The rest of the world seemed to disappear as he kissed his cousin for the first time. There was no Anna or Nathan in the car, hell, there wasn't even a car; all that existed was their lips...and her hand now rubbing his cock through his pants. 

Jack broke their kiss and panted heavily as Stacy rubbed his now hard cock. His head fell back against the back rest; he couldn't believe this was happening. He felt Stacy fumble with his belt for a few seconds and then noticed it give as it released his pants. Looking down, he saw Stacy unbutton and then unzip his pants. Then, for the first time since he kissed his cousin, he looked across the back of the limo and found that Anna had left her seat and was now on her knees pulling Nathan's cock out of his pants. Stacy was also in front of him about to do the same thing.

Stacy reached in and found his stiff pole through the "trap door" of his boxers and pulled it out. The cool air of the air conditioning was quickly replaced by the warm breath of Stacy's open mouth as she slowly moved towards his cock. His mind raced a mile a minute as thoughts of the possibility of getting caught by his family with his sexy cousin's mouth around his cock, or even them questioning why they were late getting to the church if that's what the girls had planned. But, that all disappeared as Stacy's lips wrapped around the crown of his throbbing erection. The warmth of her wet mouth seemed to spread throughout his body as everything surrounding him and his cousin seemed to vanish once again. 

Slowly, inch by excruciating inch, Stacy lowered her head further down his rigid member. Her tongue slowly worked over his love organ, soaking him with her saliva. He looked down and saw her looking right back at him as she slowly accepted his full length. She didn't even gag when his cock hit the back of her throat. His cousin was now deep throating him like a pro. She pulled her head back up his cock as slowly as she'd lowered it, but when she reached the head, she left that in her mouth and flicked her tongue over it quickly. 

Jack gently grabbed the back of her head and she began to lower her head down his pole once again, quicker this time. But before she bottomed out again, she pulled her head up. Stacy repeated this motion, always licking his shaft as she began to increase her pace. At one time, she pulled her mouth all the way off his cock and began jerking him as she caught her breath. 

"Right now I'm taking care of you," she told him as she looked right into his eyes. "This was meant to show you just how much I want this. You can take care of me later, but it must be whenever I command it; do you understand?"

Jack nodded.

"Tell me you understand or this is as far as it goes."

"I understand," Jack promised.

"Good," she said happily and then swallowed his cock again. 

Tracy picked up her pace, sucking his cock with more pressure than he'd ever felt before. If he thought Anna was good, Tracy was better.

Better not confess that, though, Jack thought to himself as he compared the two girls' cock sucking skills. 

Jack glanced out the window and saw the church in the distance from the open road they were on. He figured they had about five minutes or so due to the distance and the fact they were on country roads. Jack began to buck his hips into his cousins face as her head bobbed up and down on his stiff pole. He looked over and saw his other cousin with his eyes closed, his head back and his hands on the back of Anna's head as he fucked her face like Jack did with Stacy. He had to admit that seeing Anna suck off another guy was actually a turn on; especially since he knew exactly what the guy was feeling. Jack wondered if Nathan thought the same thing as Stacy sucked him off. 

He looked down into his sexy cousin's eyes as they stared back up at him. Nothing was sexier than a girl looking up at the man she was blowing to Jack and it about sent him over the edge. He let his head fall back again as his breathing became more ragged. He fucked her mouth quicker as his orgasm built up; he could hear Nathan going through the same thing on the other side of the limo. These girls were going to make them cum together!

Jack saw the driveway of the church approaching; he looked down at Stacy and she suddenly increased the pressure on his cock. She didn't move any faster, but the increased pressure was all he needed to reach his end. His eyes squinted shut and his hips raised off the seat as he blasted his cousin's mouth with his seed. Three more bursts just as big as the first coated the back of her throat. Her suction on his cock didn't weaken as he filled her up with his hot cum. She swallowed the first two but let the rest fill her mouth. 

When she pulled off of his spent cock, he saw that she still had some in her mouth. She showed it to him and then closed her mouth as she turned towards Anna, who was simultaneously turning towards her with her own load in her mouth. The two girls opened their mouths and then locked their lips together, mixing Jack's cum with Nathan's, pushing it back and forth between each other's mouth. Jack almost wanted to blow another load right then as he watched the two girls swap his and Nathan's jizz. 

As the car came to a stop, though they were still on the street due to how many limousines they'd brought to accommodate their family, the girls swallowed their share of Jack and Nathan's combined cum and then cleaned each other up with their tongues. As the car then pulled forward into the church parking lot, the girls dug into their purses and touched up their makeup while Jack and Nathan quickly stuffed their softening cocks back into their pants and then zipped and buttoned them back up. 

"Told you that'd be fun," Stacy said to Anna.

"I didn't doubt you for a second," Anna replied. 

"You two planned this?" Nathan asked.

The girls looked at Nathan and then at me and burst into laughter.

"Of course we did!" Anna said. "When I met Stacy at the bar last night, we knew who each other was. Of course, Stacy didn't know that Jack was already at the mansion, where she'd planned to seduce him in the first place, so we ended up drinking, and she did have a little too much," Anna explained.

"Well, if I'd known my sexy cousin was going to be there when I got back, I wouldn't have drank nearly as much," she defended herself. "I was hoping for a threesome," she whispered into Jack's ear before nibbling on it. He felt his cock twitch but tried to put sexual thoughts out of his mind for the time being. He didn't want to have to fight a hard-on during his great grandmother's funeral.

"What about me?" Nathan asked, almost whining.

Anna and Stacy looked at him. "You were part of the plan, but not until this car ride. We knew they'd have to order a smaller limo for us, since Jack's siblings all have kids, and we figured Grandma would want to travel with them to the church to help keep them under control. Uncle George would do the same in the other limo. So, we knew all that was left was the four of us!" Stacy said. "And I've missed you so much, big bro. You're mine later," she added.

Jack shook his head in disbelief. "You guys are crazy. Crazy sexy, but also crazy."

The girls looked at each other and shrugged. "We can accept that," Anna said.

"Just keep an eye out for any signs we might give you guys," Stacy said, cuddling up to Jack.

"Yeah, we might want to fuck you guys later. We'll decide when and where," Anna added.



But We're Family



"I was wondering if you were going to do anything with them other than gawk like a teenaged boy," she teased. "Oh!" she cried out as Jack took one of her breasts into his mouth as much as he could and sucked. He rolled her over onto her back and attacked her tits with his mouth and hands. She began to squirm underneath him, needing attention further south. Knowing this, he teased her by slowly kissing down her body until he met her denim skirt. He unbuttoned the four buttons holding the material tightly to her hips. Then, holding on by the hem at the bottom of the denim, he pulled them off to reveal a pink thong that just barely covered her pussy.

Jack discarded the skirt to the floor and ran his hands up her legs up to her hips and then back down to her knees again. He then spread her legs apart and moved the pink fabric aside, reveal a perfectly bald pussy. It was so tight and tiny, he couldn't help but admire it. It took some great tongue strength to push inside of her, but when he did she let out a gasp and grabbed the back of his head. As he licked up and down her slit, she began to squirm and buck her hips a little. Her grip on the back of his head tightened as she wrapped her fingers around whatever hair she could grab and mashed his face tighter into her pussy. 

"Oh, fuck, Jack, that feels good," she said as she ground her cunt against his probing tongue. Her legs began to close around his head, but he reached around and grabbed ahold of her thighs, prying them apart so he could keep breathing. 

Jack's tongue found her little clit and began to circle around it, causing Anna to gasp even louder. "Oh shit!" she squealed. "Oh god, yes," she continued as he attacked her clit, licking and biting it. Jack was intoxicated by her musky scent and saltiness as he lapped up the juices that began to build up inside of her. "Oh holy fuck I'm gonna cum," she said a minute later. He increased his efforts, sucking, licking and biting her clit and pussy lips in turn. Her hips began to buck wildly as her climax grew. Her screams became louder and more unintelligible as her orgasm built up. Soon the only word she could manage to scream was "FUCK!"

Anna's hips raised up in the air with her heels pressed into Jack's back. Her mouth was open in a silent scream of ecstasy until her orgasm finally released, blasting Jack in the face with more of her juices. He took in as much as he could but when she finally came down, he was left with a drenched face. She released his head and reached for his shoulders, pulling him into her. When his face was closer, she kissed him and then licked his face clean of her juices.

"Mmm, I taste good," she said. 

"Yes, you do," Jack agreed and then fell onto his back next to her.

"It's your turn," she said and crawled to the foot of the bed. She unbuttoned his jeans and quickly pulled them off, boxer briefs and all. His already hard cock sprang up and she gave him a devilish grin as she grabbed ahold of his shaft and slowly began to stroke him. 

"Oh god," he said as he let his head fall against the mattress and closed his eyes. 

"My, my," she said. "This is quite a treat."

Then he felt her hot breath on his penis just before her wet mouth slowly engulfed his six inches. He was instantly in Heaven as she took him into her mouth, inch by inch, her tongue gliding over the bottom side of his dick. He willed himself not to cum. It'd been a while since he'd gotten laid and he felt like he could blow his load in any moment. But over the year he had learned control over his body like most men don't have and taught himself how to hold back his orgasm until he was good and ready for the fucking to be over. He wondered if she would be able to break that concentration with her amazing blow job though.

She released his cock and he looked down at her. "So, just how much do you love my breasts?" she asked and licked his shaft again.

"They are the most perfect breasts I've ever handled," he told her.

"Can I wrap them around your cock?" she asked.

"Would you please?" he responded. She grabbed his hands and helped him into a sitting position at the edge of the bed. Then, with her own spit, she lubed up his cock and then leaned in to rub her tits against his pole. Next she grabbed his shaft and placed it between her tits, then pressed them together and then began rising up and down on his cock. Her tits felt amazing as they jerked him off. 

"How does that feel, baby?" she asked in a sexy, whiny voice. 

"That feels fucking amazing, Anna. Oh fuck," he answered her as best as he could.

"If that feels good, then this will blow your mind," she said and stood up, removing her thong as soon as she did. 

Anna straddled Jack, smashing his cock between their stomachs. With her legs wrapped around his waist and her arms locked behind his head, she gyrated her hips. He almost came right then, but he willed himself to hold back. Anna lifted herself higher and he pointed his shaft towards her cunt. She then lowered herself down on Jack's throbbing cock, engulfing him completely. 

"I might cum just from that," Jack said. Anna laughed. "You better not."

"Well, it is my turn," he argued playfully. 

"True, but I already feel another orgasm coming just having you inside of me," she said and then kissed him.

"Oh, fuck this," Jack said and stood up with her legs still wrapped around him. He turned back towards the bed and said, "Hold on."

Jack then crawled up the bed with her hanging on as tight as she could. Just as he felt her slipping off of his cock, he fell on top of her, slamming his meat back inside of her. 

"FUCK!" they screamed together. 

"Fuck me, Jack. Fuck my brains out," she demanded and he obeyed. He pushed his upper-body off of her, propping himself up with his arms as he slid his cock in and out of her pussy, not wasting any time building up speed. He fucked her wildly, unrestrained, as fast and as hard as he could and she screamed unintelligibly with each hard thrust. 

It wasn't long before he felt his orgasm building beyond what he could control. Just a few more pumps and he would explode. 

"I'm gonna cum," he warned her.

"Fill me up!" she cried and he let go of all reason. She pulled his body into hers as she bucked her hips into his, screaming as her orgasm took over all her senses. Jack shuddered as his seed shot up his cock, splashing against the walls of her pussy. He didn't even count how many shots of cum he unloaded into her womb, but when he finished, he collapsed on top of her, both of them breathing heavily. 

Anna rand her fingers through his hair gently. "Jack, that was amazing. It's been a while since I've been good and fucked like that. Thank you."

"No," he said. "Thank you! I was not expecting this but I'm glad it happened. I've never been with a woman as perfect as you before."

"And just how many women have you been with?" she asked, feigning jealousy. She'd had plenty of her own partners in her past.

"Four, not including you."

"Really? That's all? You can't be serious. A good-looking guy like you?"

Jack laughed as he slowly pulled out of her to lay by her side. "And how many did you think I'd been with?"

"I figured a guy as hot as you had a different girl every weekend at least."

Jack chuckled. "Well, thanks, but I don't just go out looking for girls to fuck. Only one of those was a one night stand and we'd known each other for years. We're still friends, actually," he told her. "So, how many guys have you fucked?"

"Including you?" she asked with a giggle.

"Yes, including me."

She looked up at the ceiling, thinking.

"Never mind," he laughed.

"I'm sorry, I just don't think of it as a competition, so I don't keep count. I meet a guy and if I like him, I let him fuck me. Sometimes it's that night, sometimes not. You've been the most fun, though," she said.

"Well, that's good to know," he said and then yawned. She yawned as well and after a couple minutes of trying to talk, they drifted off to sleep, unaware of what the future was about to reveal to them.