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An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 01

By: eroticagamemaker



Note from the author: This story is a work of fiction based partly on some various truths that were brought together for literary purposes. All characters are over the legal age of adulthood (18) in this story. It includes real people with real feelings, fears and fantasies that take time to build and grow throughout the story. If you're looking for a quick read with big-boobed blond bimbos who screw everything in sight, go to another story on this website; there are plenty of those. If you're looking for a story that builds and pulls you as it progresses, I hope you will enjoy this one as much as I did writing it. I look forward to reading your comments at the end. 

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I guess it all started with my great grandmother Josie Gibbens, short for Josephine. Back in the 1920s during her prime, she was a devote Catholic and farmer's wife who spent her life popping out children one after another and raising them up to help on her husband's farm. All in all, she had 15 children over the course of twenty years and raised them to be very family-oriented; insisting on everyone getting together for every major Catholic holiday throughout the year.

The tradition stuck with the family; both in the size of family as well as the holiday get-togethers. Grandma Josie, as we all called her, had 56 grandchildren and my generation included a ludicrous 97 great-grandchildren who came along in four separate waves over the years. Obviously we couldn't all get together for every holiday any longer; we were just too spread out throughout the country and even the world. Still, it was common to share a Christmas or Easter with between eighty and a hundred relatives at a time which could lead to many of the children feeling quite lost in the shuffle.

When we were children, we tended to band together in cliques, primarily within the groups of our respective age waves. In total, there were 24 of us in my group who were only about five years apart and 19 of us tended to band together each and every year as our parents were the more devoted ones who stayed true to Grandma Josie's family vision. We would play games together and even shared rooms together; sleeping in a pile of bodies and sleeping bags sprawled out every which way on the floor. 

When Grandma Josie passed away, the family tried to keep her love of us all alive by continuing the holiday visits but time had a way of drifting us all apart. By the time I turned 27, I hadn't seen most of my cousins in more than a decade though we had kept in touch via telephone and Internet messaging. That's why I was so excited to have received the email invitation from Tammy, one of the older cousins of my group, inviting me and the rest of the 19 to an Easter celebration at her house.

That fateful Easter weekend began with me standing before the large two-story house my cousin had won from her recent divorce settlement. I was more than eager to see who else might have taken her up on the offer, my mind flooding with the vivid memories of the fun and enjoyment I had shared in my childhood. There was, not to mention, a certain few young ladies in the group who always got my hormones raging just by seeing them too, but I wasn't about to admit that to anyone besides myself.

Tammy's front yard was packed with cars that sported license plates from as far away as Alaska, Arizona, New Hampshire and Florida; all cousins who had made the trip back to the Tennessee foothills where my Grandma Josie had lived and where Tammy had settled in so many years before. Mine said Colorado and was the tenth car so I figured at least half the group had turned out thus far.

"Ronnie," voiced a chorus of female voices as I stepped into the door, being hugged one after another by my many cousins. Gerry was the only guy I saw right away and he did his usual hand-slap shake that he had taught me years before then offered me up a beer that I gladly took. Stepping inside the house, I paused at the living room, looking around, taking in who all had showed up thus far.

There was of course Tammy; two years my senior and always quite the looker. Her ex-husband had been a lawyer and according to our family grapevine, he had decided to trade her in for his secretary but not before unloading quite a bit of money into making my cousin's physique look even better than I had ever remembered. 

Her large chest was just too perky and too well placed to be that large and still be real after all. I didn't know much about women from actual experience, but I knew enough from my intimate internet studies to know that gravity had a way of weighing on their goods, especially the larger ones, that only a good plastic surgeon could offset. Tammy still had the long straight auburn blond hair that fell to the small of her back which I had always found to be so sexy all those years ago and she had spent quite a few hours at the gym recently; that much was obvious.

Next to Tammy was the drama-queen Ashley; the same age as me off by only a matter of weeks. Where Tammy had been artificially endowed by her ex; Ashley was pure natural beauty. Nothing had been altered over the years on her. A deep tan with flawless skin, soft blue eyes that could melt a man's willpower in an instant, and naturally blond waves which came down to just above her bust. She, like Tammy, had a nearly perfect hourglass figure but her obvious bounce and jiggle as she laughed and giggled with the family evidenced that she was all pure flesh; no silicone parts included.

Off to their right I saw Brianna sitting on the recliner; as usual a book opened in her lap as she quietly read to herself. Some things just never change. She was just a few months younger than Tammy but they were complete opposites. Where Tammy was flirtatious, even with her male cousins like myself, Brianna was quiet and very reserved. She had a petite form, the shortest of all of us from what I recalled, but I had always thought the freckles that dotted her cheeks and nose had made her particularly cute. She also wore glasses and had a touch of nerdy awkwardness about her like me so I had always felt a connection to her there. She had light brown hair, straight as can be, that fell to just below her chest. 

I recalled that Brianna had always used her hair to hide her smaller endowment; a hangover from the days when she was quite a late developer. I chuckled to myself, remembering the teasing she had gotten from our cousins and grownups alike in our younger days. I had stood up for her against older cousin James and nearly gotten my face pounded in until Tim, Gerry and Kayla had come and stood by my side, staring down James back into his place and out of our circle. Like I said, we really watched out for one another.

Off from the recliner was a long couch in front of the television where Chelsea and Gerry sat, both drinking beers and watching a sports game of some sort. Chelsea was as much a boy as a girl could make herself without a sex change. She had always hung with us guys more and dressed just like one of us too. In reality, she was only a year older than me but her lack of feminine care to herself had made her age more than the other girls. Her hair was quite short, to her chin line only, and extremely curly which we all knew was natural because Chelsea probably didn't even own a hairbrush, much less a curling iron. She was, however, the belching champion of our group.

Gerry, sitting beside her, was dressed like he would be at work; showing off his obvious financial success in life. He had a long rounded face with straight blond hair that he held back in a ponytail and an earring in one ear in true player style. Being Ashley's older brother by a year, he resembled her in many ways; flawless face that had always turned more than a few girls' heads, particularly with those blue eyes of his. Rumor had it that more than one cousin in our group had a crush on him at one point or another but I never found out the truth either way. Still he was a lot like his sister, into tanning and making himself look good. He wasn't exactly a muscle head, but he obviously spent his fair share of time in the gym each week.

Behind them both, I saw Gemma sitting at the dining room table, hunched over a book much like Brianna was. From experience though, I knew they were quite different styles of reading. Brianna tended for the knowledge based nonfiction or fantasy/science fiction styles whereas Gemma was a real dreamy romantic, always engrossed in some love story or other. Aside of her being a year younger than me and three years younger than Brianna, physically the two girls looked quite similar. Gemma also wore glasses like her older cousin and had a slender frame, though slightly taller than Brianna. Her hair was nearly as long but with much more natural wave. She also always kept it behind her ears and back, not being quite so concerned about who saw her feminine form; she had plenty to be proud of.

"Hey Ron, my man!" Tim came out of nowhere and surprised me with a slap on the back that hurt like hell. He was the real muscle head of the group, last I had heard he was a physical fitness trainer in some big gym out in LA and judging by the size of his arms, I seriously doubted that the rumors were wrong. 

Though we were from completely different worlds; I was way more comfortable in front of a computer than a gym, Tim and I had always gotten along well enough. He was the same age as Gemma and looked like he might have had a tour in the marines with the way his hair was buzzed so short. I shook his hand, raising a toast to him with my beer and continued looking around the room for who else was there.

Kayla was Tim's older sister by a year, same age as me, and she was very much an athletic person like her brother. Her legs were toned and I hated to admit that her arm muscles were probably manlier than my own ill-defined state. 

"Congratulations on your big soccer gig," I called to her, raising my beer in her cheers. She smiled in return, cheering with a water bottle and raising her hand in victory before turning back around to continue her chat with Marissa, her dirty blond shoulder-length hair tossing about as she turned. 

Marissa had always been a bit high maintenance and I could easily see that she hadn't changed a bit over the years. She also had always been the tallest girl of our group though I still stood a full head higher; being the tallest of all at 6-foot-6. Still, it's wasn't hard to see why she had been scouted for a major modeling gig. It wasn't exactly Victoria's Secret that she modeled for, but with the way she dressed and held herself, one would think she was straight out of Milan or Paris. 

Still, Marissa was gorgeous; there was no denying it. Long wavy chocolate black hair that rounded a flawless oval face with deep piercing blue eyes that hypnotized a guy immediately into a mindless robot, ready to do whatever she asked. I knew I had never been able to tell her 'no' before; that was for damn sure.

Just then the front door opened and I swung my head around to see who was joining us. The same chorus of voices that greeted me sang out once again. "Sabrina! You made it!" I joined in the line of huggers, taking my turn with the most mysterious of all my cousins. Sabrina was about my age as well but she had always been into strange beliefs of mysticism and the occult. She wore a gray lipstick, dark coloring around her eyes and this beautifully hypnotizing pentagram on a necklace around her neck. 

Everything about Sabrina was dark and mysterious; long bluish-black hair that stopped at the curve of her butt, dark eyes that would seem cold yet somehow invited you into her world if she wanted you there. She never actually performed any of her supposed magic in front of the family except for the occasional tarot card reading; I didn't believe in that stuff anyway being far too scientific. Still, she had a way about her that commanded a room or would let her just disappear into the fold at her whim so I couldn't entirely be sure about her either. Still, though she was very different from us all, she was very loving to each of us as well, always 'blessing' us for good fortune and whatnot so I couldn't exactly complain. If anything, I found her to be..., interesting.

"Looks like that's everyone," Tammy announced, raising her voice above the gathered crowd. "At least, that's all of you who responded that you'd be here," she added with a giggle. Ashley and Gerry were busily passing out glasses of wine. I guess it really was a special occasion; even Brianna and Kayla accepted a glass this time.

Standing on a small stool, raising her own glass above us all, Tammy led us in a toast. "To Grandma Josie..., may she always live in our hearts and memories forever!" We all agreed, taking our sips or in the case of Chelsea and Gerry, downing the whole glass at once.

Within an hour, the table had been set for an Easter dinner. Though it was technically the day before Easter, family tradition held there to be a huge feast every day that the family was together in honor of the holiday. I always thought it was because Grandma Josie was too feebleminded to remember which day the holiday actually was but whatever the reason, the tradition stuck. I figured I'd probably gain at least 10 pounds over the course of the weekend that I had planned to stay at Tammy's place.

While we ate our fill, everyone admitting that Tammy had really done an outstanding job, there were plenty of 'so-how-have-you-been' and 'what's-new-in-your-world' questions to go around. These eventually gave way to a series of 'do-you-remember-when' discussions of our shared memories together. Tammy then called us all back to the living room where she had set up two huge bowls of hard-boiled eggs arranged on a newspaper with dozens of food-coloring paint all around.

"Are you serious... eggs? What, are we ten again?" Marissa rolled her eyes when she saw the eggs but most of us clapped joyously and celebrated, taking a place in a large circle. For all of her bickering though, Marissa joined us in the traditional fray sitting opposite me. Given the deep purple mini-dress she was wearing, I was more than a little disappointed when she sat on her knees, all too aware what might have been shown otherwise.

To my left sat Tim and Ashley; the latter one also sitting on her knees due to her jean miniskirt, then followed Kayla, Gemma and Marissa. Brianna had taken the seat to my right, pushing the bottoms of her flowery white sundress under her knees, followed by Gerry, Chelsea, Tammy and Sabrina. Gerry was making no pretense to the fact that he was trying to look up Ashley's skirt from his angle and I couldn't be entirely sure he wasn't actually succeeding which I thought to be a little weird since she was his sister. Still, I know I sure would have tried had I been in his position.

We painted eggs joyfully, the conversation flying around the room in classic large-family mixed-and-muttered style. Brianna and I had always had like minds so it was natural for us to work together too as I learned of her new promotion at the accounting firm where she worked. There was plenty of laughter and hawing on as various groups recalled our days of yore in loud enough fashion for all to hear. There was the time we turned off the breakers and made everyone think the power was out in a house with over a hundred people. Then there was the time we stole all the suitcases and dumped all the clothes into one big pile, laughing as the older cousins were trying to find their own things. More than one guy had ended up with briefs that weren't his after that.

"Remember that time you and Tim got locked outside in your underwear by Grandma Josie?" Ashley added in, her center-of-attention laugh not failing her in the least.

"Yeah," Tim was shaking his head playfully. "We were playing that crazy game we always did..., that truth or dare thing. Remember?" 

"What about that time we made Kayla and Gemma here share the same nightgown all night?" Tammy added in, laying down another painted egg on the rack. Kayla burst out laughing while Gemma blushed a few shades of red. 

"Hey..., at least 'ole Ronnie here got his first kiss out of that game, right?" Gerry reached over in front of Brianna to high-five me in mocking form. "Who was that with again, Ronnie?" I hunched my shoulders up, embarrassed and starting to blush. Little did they realize that had been the one and only kiss I had ever received in my life.

"That would be me..., again," Kayla called back, leaning forward around Ashley and Tim to mock blow a funny air kiss at me that made the whole group laugh once more. If they weren't family, I'd have felt insulted but given the spirit of this group; I knew it was all in good fun that we all enjoyed together. 

"Hey now..., I kind of recall Ronnie being a decent kisser by the time I had a go at him," Gemma batted her eyes at me, smiling in a cute, joking way.

"No..., you're thinking of John," Marissa corrected her. "I don't recall you ever kissing Ronnie in our games."

Gemma looked at her confused, not entirely sure of her statement. "No..., John was the one that tried to feel me up. I'm sure it was Ronnie." On and on the conversation went until Tammy put up her hand to get everyone's attention.

"Well, since we're all remembering the old games and such; anybody interested in playing again while we paint? Think it'll be fun?" I wasn't sure what the others thought, but the idea of playing the old game made me blush and burst out laughing at the same time. Brianna next to me hid her face in her hands while Tim, Ashley and Kayla egged on the rest, convincing the group by pure peer pressure. Not that it was really that hard to get them all to agree though.

Brianna was adamant from the beginning about not playing; much like she had always been before. I couldn't recall her ever playing of her own free will, but once Marissa and I agreed as the ninth and tenth players leaving only her out, she sighed and nodded that she was 'in'. Again, some things just never change.

"Alright," Tammy called everyone's attention again. "I'm sure we mostly remember the rules and all, but I'm still going to go over them just so we all remember correctly." Gerry stood up and started passing out another round of drinks, giving himself and Chelsea two each. 

"It's six players that are chosen; three for 'truth' and three for 'dare'." She held up her fingers like we really needed a visual aide to her description. "When it's your turn, choose a player who then decides if they'll take the 'truth or the 'dare' group. Then they choose the next one and so on until all six players are chosen. Then you give out the truth question for the three 'truth' players to all answer..., and finally the 'dare' for the other three players to perform."

"Yes, yes, we remember," Gerry smacked Tammy on the butt just before he sat back down; causing her to gasp at him but the rest of the circle was dying laughing.

"Since it's my house, I'll go first," Tammy announced, scanning over the awaiting faces looking at her. "Ashley..., truth or dare?"

Ashley rolled her eyes playfully and chose 'truth' before picking Kayla who chose 'dare' with a smirk. Kayla then chose Gerry who went with 'truth' and he followed with Chelsea who took the last 'truth' spot. "You're going to have to take dare, Gemma," she laughed pointing across the circle. 

Gemma just shrugged. "Well, we gotta get a guy in the dare group too..., so I pick Ronnie." I blushed and cringed, though I was thankful that it was Tammy making the dare. She was always a little softer about it than someone like Gerry.

"Alright, since we're all adults here with a few years under our belts now...," Tammy smiled devilishly to the group. "...let's raise the notch a little. Ashley, Gerry and Chelsea; describe to us all in detail the moment you lost your virginities." There was a ruse of laughter and clapping by everyone, particularly Tim, Brianna, Marissa and Sabrina who had escaped this first round untouched. 


An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 01



"Well, um...," Ashley's face was turning red but I figured it was all for show. This was exactly the kind of attention that she thrived on. "I was eighteen and dating Chad..., the football quarterback, remember him?" She looked around the circle at us all, making sure she had our full attention. "Anyway, I was ready to give it up to him..., had this whole romantic night planned out..., but when I went for the move, he suddenly wigged out and got all nervous and stuff..., so I dumped him instead." She shrugged like it was no real thing which, for her, really wasn't. She always did have a line of guys waiting to be with her.

"So anyway, I get home and up to my room and I'm...," she paused, a real embarrassed smile actually breaking onto her lips. "...horny as hell..., so I decide to strip and just take care of things myself."

Brianna next to me gasped, her eyes shooting wide. "Oh my God! You actually do that?"

Ashley looked back at her like she was an alien or something. "Well duh..., and don't pretend you don't little miss goody two-shoes." Brianna's face turned horrified as she shook her head 'no'. "So anyway, here I am naked in my room and I see my neighbor spying on me from the window; his right hand going up and down like so." She moved her hand like she was a guy jerking off; a movement I knew all too well as the symbol of my entire sex life.

"At first I'm horrified... but then I decide what the hell and instead of closing the drapes on him, I open them wider, turning around a few times in front of the window so he can check me out all over; even bouncing up and down a few times for his enjoyment. His hand starts pumping even harder and then I look him straight in the eye and start licking my finger all seductive like...,"

"You're a little slut!" Kayla gently punched her in the arm with a laugh that we all followed suit.

"Well, yeah..., but I was horny as hell..., and he was cute. Anyway, I motion him to come over with my finger and within a few minutes, there's this ladder being placed right against my window. I honestly didn't think he would do it but there he was; standing in my room in his underwear and me completely naked." She put her hands up in front of her, the room following her every move.

"I pulled down his underwear and kneeled right before him, starting to suck him off. Mind you, I still hadn't actually said a word to him by this point." She started to giggle as she mimicked the action with her hands and mouth. "He was good size too. That was all I planned at the moment but suddenly he had deeper intentions with me, picking me up off his hard wet stick and setting me down on my own bed, his face sliding down my body between my legs. I was just about to say something, to protest him to stop when all the sudden his tongue hit my... horny button and I couldn't move. It just felt too good...," she leaned back, making a face of absolute heaven like she must have done that night.

"I actually started pushing back against him, making his tongue dig deeper inside, nearing so close to the edge that my legs were trembling already..., but then he stopped suddenly...," she hung on the last word as if to give it more power. "He stood up over me, my legs spread wide before his eyes and before I knew it, he plunged right into me all the way to the hilt, breaking my virginity in one quick swoop. I didn't even feel the pain because the moment he took me and I felt filled by his guy..., I came with the hardest orgasm I had ever known in my life..., or at least, up to then."

"Oh Wow!" Gemma was now the wide-eyed one as she looked over at Ashley. "What happened next?"

Ashley giggled and shook her head. "Nope..., not going to tell you. The question was 'describe in detail the MOMENT I lost my virginity,' nothing more." With that, the whole group started laughing and giggling as she had held us all by a string, playing her game like the puppets we were.

"Alright Gerry," Tammy looked over at him, a bit flushed in the face. I didn't know about everyone else, but I was more than a little turned on listening to Ashley's story. "Spill the beans."

"It was rush at college; I guess I was about nineteen or so," Gerry spoke with certainty, everyone in the room knowing he had more experience since than the rest of us put together probably. "The fraternity I was rushing for had ganged up with a sorority across the way so all of us rushers were paired into groups. I was paired with this tiny little red-head; don't even recall her name now except that she was something else." He made the female figure in the air with his hands which, if it held a shred of truth to it, meant she was tiny but very well-endowed.

"Anyway, we're in this room with all the brothers and sisters all around and they forced us to strip and do it 'til we both orgasmed. At least they were thoughtful enough to give me a condom though." A few of the girls were nodding, bewildered. 

"At least that...," Tammy giggled.

"So this redhead starts going to town on my rod," Gerry continues, "her ass waving back and forth, flashing all the brothers behind her who weren't hiding the fact they were thoroughly checking out the goods. Then she slaps the condom on me and lies on her back, holding her legs apart with her hands and I dive right in. She wasn't a virgin to be sure and no one knew that night that I had lost my virginity in that one move."

Gerry lay back in his chair, his arms crossed like he was the big man on campus. "Wish I could remember her name though." We all laughed again knowing that Gerry probably didn't remember half of the girls' names he had ever laid with.

"Alright Chelsea, you're up...," Tammy looked at her and all of our eyes followed suit.

"Well..., I guess technically, I'm a virgin when it comes to guys." Chelsea shrugged. Gerry shot her a look of dismay. "Seriously? Never?" Tammy asked.

"I didn't say..., never. Just..., not with a guy." Nearly everyone in the room dropped their jaw to the floor. "I mean, it shouldn't be a surprise to you guys after all."

"Ewww," Gemma was squirming in her seat and cringing. Sabrina on the other hand was clapping. 

"Awesome!"

"So tell us about her," Tammy blinked, looking at Chelsea in a whole new way.

"We had just come back from this rock concert..., totally smashed. I had just turned twenty-one so it was good," Chelsea started, many of the group nodding at the idea of being smashed and doing crazy things. "Well, we started playing this dare strip card game thing...," she motioned to our circle like it had been something similar. "...then it started going kind of weird as girls kissed girls and then another was dared to lick a nipple and a third had to finger her friend's slit. I was really excited about the thought but at the same time..., it was strange." She bobbed her head back and forth like she wasn't quite sure about it.

"Still, after a while the game just sort of fell on the wayside as the five of us girls slowly got into this ring sort of thing, each girl licking the next one's pussy in a big circle until we all orgasmed so many times that we fell asleep exhausted. I've just never went back to dating guys since then."

"Oh yeah!" Gerry was nodding his head in approval while Tim had a huge grin on his face. Marissa and Brianna were both equally horrified though Kayla squirmed in her seat like it was doing more to her than just making her uncomfortable.

"Wow!" exclaimed Ashley. Personally my own manhood was standing on end as I pictured the ring of pussy in my mind like the things I had seen on the internet so often.

"Okay...," Tammy took a big breath, visually discomforted at the moment. "Now for the dare..., Kayla, Gemma..., Ronnie," she looked at me when she said my name. "Since Gemma seemed so keen on kissing you though we all know she never has before..., I'm going to give her and Kayla that chance. Sixty seconds each girls." Again the whole group started erupting in laughter and giggles as Kayla stood up from her spot and tiptoed through the eggs and paint, pulling me up to my knees by my shirt. I was sure my erection could be seen by everyone through my blue jeans but honestly, I didn't care much at that precise moment.

"Come on, Ronnie. Let's give 'em a good show," she said so everyone could hear and her lips pressed against mine, leaning down as she cupped my face in her hands. I did the best that I could but being quite inexperienced, I had to let her lead which she did with grace. Her tongue slipped between my lips and into my mouth as she danced and played with me, her face slowly twisting back and forth. I would have never believed it possible to get even more turned on than I had been, but she was doing it to me without a doubt.

"Run your hands along her back Ronnie," Tim hollered, tapping me on the arm and though they laughed, I did just that, feeling Kayla's bare skin in my fingers where her blue crop top had left it exposed. She arched her back into me, feeling her small breasts poking like daggers into my chest as her kiss became all the more extravagant.

"Alright now..., leave some of him for me," Gemma pulled Kayla off of me when the time was up and then leaned into me herself, nearly toppling me over as she did. The whole group was hooting and hollering for us to give a good show but Gemma was less forceful than Kayla had been so I took the lead, imitating what Kayla had done to me with my tongue in Gemma's mouth. Her eyes flew open as I invaded her but she didn't stop me, instead playing with my tongue and hers.

She wore a blue tank top so my hands didn't feel skin on her back. Still, I caressed up her sides, inadvertently brushing both her breasts which were quite a bit larger than Kayla's though not like Ashley or Tammy's either. Again she didn't stop me, instead putting her arms around my neck and pushing her feminine protrusions against my chest and hands. "Time!" Tammy called out and Gemma slowly broke away from me.

"Wow Ronnie," Tim slapped my arm again with a grin. "Look who's been holding out on us." Brianna was looking at me too, or more precisely at my wet lips. She had a lustful look like she might have desired a turn as well; then again, it was probably just my imagination. She was, after all, a goody two-shoes.

Gemma was blushing as she sat back down and looked over at me. "I want to do that again!" Everyone burst out laughing and I cringed but couldn't hold back my own chuckle.

"I think he's a little worked up there, girls. Look at him," Marissa giggled pointing directly at the tent in my crotch. There was a round of 'Damn!' as they looked at me while I quickly sat back down, bringing my knees up to my chest to hide my little problem.

"My turn!" Chelsea rang out and quickly picked on Sabrina who was sitting next to her and chose 'dare' while wiggling her eyebrows at me, getting another round of laughter. She chose Marissa who went with the 'truth' and then Tim who also chose 'truth'. Tim looked like he was about to choose Brianna but went for Tammy instead who ended out the 'truth' takers. She chose Brianna for the dare who hid her face in her hands from embarrassment. 

"You want another turn so bad..., there you go," Brianna told Gemma as she called on her for the last dare.

"Okay.., for the truth statement," Chelsea began looking at Marissa, Tim and Tammy, "describe your intimate parts in detail to the group." Once more we all began to laugh heartily; I was a bit more at ease now that I wasn't directly involved this round. Marissa and Tammy looked at Chelsea like she was the devil while Tim blushed through two shades of red.

"Um..., well..., uh...," Marissa began swallowing hard shifting herself around on her knees and pulling her dress down along her thighs even further. "I'm uh..., completely bare down there..., no hair at all," she cringed and I wasn't entirely sure she was going to go on "...and it uh..., the doors close tightly along most of it but there's like this little skin..., lip thing that sneaks through in the middle of the..., well it's like a letter 'U' I guess." She held up her fingers showing the general curved shape of her sex and with her other hand she put a single finger down the middle, the tip going just beyond the 'U'. "It's like a little tongue sticking out of the mouth down there."

"Whoa..., I want to see that!" Tim exclaimed applauding with the rest of us following along. Marissa smiled with a sarcastic smirk. "Mine's well...," his courage seemed to fade as he started his own description though. "He's a lot like me..., tall but not too tall and really muscular."

"What do you mean, muscular?" Ashley looked at him curiously. "I didn't think they had muscles down there."

"Well he's uh..., he's fat," Tim held up his large hands, not quite touching the tips of his fingers together. "Like that." Every girl who had experience with guys had her eyes wide open and jaws dropped. Brianna, Gemma and Chelsea showed off their ignorance of the fact by not following along. "Oh..., and he's bald like me too," Tim ran his fingers over his nearly nonexistent hair.

"All over man?" Gerry looked at him shocked. Tim nodded and smiled indicating to Tammy that it was her turn next. "Damn!"

"Talk about holding out," Tammy blushed at Tim before she started thinking of how to explain her own self. "Well..., mine's pretty basic really. No hair..., but I have lots of little red bumps from shaving too often. No tongues sticking out or anything, the lips just stay together. My little um...," she indicated Ashley with her hand, "my horny button as you put it..., it sticks out all the time and drives me crazy..., it's like I'm turned on ALL the time because of it."

"Oh my God! That would be awesome!" Ashley proclaimed biting her bottom lip. "So you're like 24 -- 7 horny?" Tammy shrugged and smiled quite embarrassingly.

"Yeah..., the rabbit's my best friend," she added though I was as lost as Brianna and Gemma were on that one. Did she really have sex with a rabbit? "It's a toy...," she explained to us, seeing the confusion, "ever since my ex left I had to do something so I got one." Watching Brianna's naïve face turn white in amazement was classic just in itself, not to mention the thoughts that were running through my own head.

"Alright, now for the dare," Chelsea took over the conversation, leaning forward to pick up a white hard-boiled egg from the bowl in front of her. "Since it IS Easter and we're all hiding eggs and stuff," she looked around at Sabrina, Gemma and Brianna with a look so mischievous that I couldn't possibly imagine what she was cooking up in her mind. "Your dare is to hide one of these eggs inside your panties and keep it pressed tight against your body for the rest of the game..., or at least another dare that changes it for you."

Brianna froze stiff and grew pale white. Gemma's jaw dropped to the floor as her eyes darted back and forth between Chelsea and the eggs while Sabrina just started laughing. "We..., we..., we don't have to..., you know..., show anything, right?" I recognized Brianna's stutter in a heartbeat, she always did when under fire from her nerves.

"Nope... just turn around and put it inside your panties, dear," Chelsea replied as if it were instructions for cooking scrambled eggs. Sabrina had already stood up and grabbed an egg, turning her back to us while she raised the front of her ankle-length black dress and situated the egg in place.

"Oh...," she looked quite surprised sitting back down. "That's cold." She bit her bottom lip like it was more than a little uncomfortable.

Gemma grabbed an egg next and turned around like her predecessor, unzipping her jeans. The tight fit of her clothes made it much more difficult for her to maneuver and she started swearing a fear that she might actually have to take the 'penalty,' especially when the egg dropped down into the leg of her jeans, obviously refusing to stay put.

Brianna also reluctantly grabbed an egg, swearing about why she let us trick her into these things and turned around as well. Wearing a sundress, it wasn't nearly as far to raise the front as Sabrina had done and slide the egg beneath the material, squeaking when the coldness hit her intimate skin. When she kneeled down again, I noticed her legs were a bit more parted as she tried to get comfortable against the egg's intrusion against her body.

Gemma meanwhile was still struggling to get the egg to stay put and Gerry was taunting her with the threats of the penalty if she failed to comply. I saw her arm forcefully jerk upward and she let out a squeak even sharper than Brianna's had been but finally she was able to zip up her pants and turn back around to us, the egg staying in place.

Gerry started his turn but I saw out of the corner of my eye that Gemma's eyes were much wider than usual. She clinched her legs together while gnawing on her lip until suddenly she seemed to calm, letting her legs relax once more.

Kayla noticed it too, looking at her like she was crazy. "Are you okay?" Gemma looked back at her slowly, nodding her head and letting out a deep breath. 

"I am now," she gave an embarrassed smile, leaning over and whispering in Kayla's ear, who covered her mouth with her hands when she heard the secret. Everyone wanted to know the secret but neither Kayla nor Gemma was willing to tell so Gerry finally started his turn.

"Alright Kayla..., you want to hold out on us? Truth or dare?" She chose 'truth' this time and then called on Tim who also went with 'truth' and then chose me; I finished the truth group out. "You're a 'dare', Marissa," I said and she gave me a dirty look before then adding Ashley and finally Brianna as the final.

"Me again?" the latter's shoulders drooped in protest to being called into the dare group once more. "I'm still really uncomfortable from the last one." I put my arm around her shoulder in a friendly 'you'll-be-okay' fashion which everyone thought I was mocking her. She leaned her head against my shoulder for a moment like she was accepting the caress though we quickly separated.

Gerry snickered and then looked around at his 'truth' group; Kayla, Tim and myself. "You guys are in trouble," he announced, laughing evilly and I started to wish I had perhaps chosen the dare group myself. "Tell us which cousin in this very room you would fantasize about while masturbating. Specifically what parts would you be imagining and what would they be doing to you in your mind?" 

I couldn't see the reaction of the others being too busy hiding my own face from the embarrassment I felt. Could I really go through with this? I mean..., talking about masturbating while fantasizing about one of my cousins? Who would I choose..., in reality there were so many pretty ones right there in that room.

"Wow," Kayla began looking around the room. "well, Tim's obviously out of the running being my brother..., and I'm sorry girls, but I'm not about to fantasize about a girl; no way, no how." Kayla looked over between Gerry and myself; I was positive she was going to pick Gerry.

"Not to burst your bubble there Gerry...," she continued, "but I'd have to pick Ronnie. Sure he's a little goofy, especially with those glasses on..., but I've kissed him twice now and he's really soft and sensual." She smiled at me as she was telling the whole group of the qualities I never knew I had. "Besides..., I like tall smart guys and he's the tallest which..., with those long fingers and big feet..., I'm thinking he's got a lot going on down there."

Gerry didn't seem to appreciate losing out to me and we could hear the sarcasm in his voice. "Alright..., so what would Ronnie be doing to you in your fantasy? Assuming he knows how...."

"Well, um...," she started blushing and so did I, unable to look directly at her any longer. "I'd be imagining his fingers..., you know...," she put up her two fingers, curved like a hook going inside a hole that she made with her other hand. "...I have no doubt he'd be able to hit that sweet spot every time with those long fingers." She giggled as did many of the other girls in the group; most of them looking over at me with awkward smiles. 




An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 01



"Then I'd probably guide his mouth down my body for a long French kiss on my...," she looked over at Ashley, "...my horny button. And finally I'd have him enter me from behind..., doggy style which is my favorite; makes me cum every time." Kayla hid her face in her hands while the rest of the group applauded and hollered. 

Tim gave me another swat on my arm as if I had really done the things she was describing. "What do you say, Ronnie? Up for the task?" he joked leading another round of laughter. "Well..., for me," Tim began looking around the room, "I'd... have to say... a threesome with Ashley and Marissa." Ashley actually hugged Tim while Marissa looked at him like he wasn't even allowed to dream of something like that with her. 

"So I'd be lying on the ground with Marissa straddling my face while I sucked on that little tongue of hers...," he wiggled his tongue about gracelessly in the air toward Marissa who blushed, especially since he was using what she had described earlier about herself. "...and Ashley here would be riding me like a cowgirl while I had one hand on each of their breasts and watched them kissing each other above me."

Gerry seemed to really like the description while the girls just called them both 'pigs.' I was imagining the scene in my mind and just couldn't analyze how he'd actually be able to see them kissing from that position. I was lost in thought when Gerry and the group all looked at me. "You're turn, Ronnie."

'Oh shit!' I thought, realizing I still hadn't come up with an answer to give. Did I go with Tammy and her long auburn hair? I didn't want to copy Tim; besides Ashley wasn't my favorite and Marissa was too high maintenance for my style. I looked around and then over to my right -- of course..., she was perfect.

"I'll say Brianna...," I let the answer lay there for a moment while the victim turned her head at me with wide eyes, completely bewildered, her jaw dropped to the floor. "I mean, don't get me wrong," I put my hands up in defense, "every girl in this room is more than gorgeous...," I smiled at the awaiting eyes, many of them expressing an 'ah' with their lips as I spoke.

"Smooth...," Tim whispered as he watched me in amazement.

"...but I just find Brianna here to be everything that I really like in a girl; petite frame, small breasts, tight bottom, cute face and those absolutely adorable freckles that just drive me crazy." The girl I was describing had a smile that spread across her entire face as she blushed uncontrollably. 

"Hey..., I've got all those things," Gemma protested, her hands on her hips. "...and I actually like kissing you." Everyone assumed she was joking and laughed along with her. I was taken aback by her statement though. Was she saying the truth? Did she really want me to choose her instead of Brianna?

"Your boobs are too big for his taste honey," Kayla smacked Gemma's arm playfully.

Gemma crossed her arms and played like she was mad. "Well he sure didn't seem to mind touching them a few minutes ago."

"So um...," Brianna looked at me apprehensively, "what exactly would you have me doing in this fantasy of yours?" Her voice was nearly a whisper.

I swallowed hard, feeling all ten pairs of eyes in the room staring intently at me. "I uh..., would have you dancing slowly and sensually as you let your clothes fall to the floor piece by piece. Then um...," I was really blushing at this point, having difficulties to keep my face straight. Not to mention, my pole was completely rigid inside my pants at the moment as I visualized my own words. 

"...I'd pull you toward me, have you straddle my lap while I caressed your small breasts and kissed you deeply, letting my um...," I paused, swallowing hard again. "...my penis slowly dance around inside you by our body movements until we just couldn't take it anymore at which point I'd lay you down on the bed and thrust you harder 'til we both came together in wonderful orgasm."

Brianna was staring intently at me, her breathing a bit labored. Gemma spoke first, breaking the awkward silence. "Oh God..., that sounds dreamy."

"You'd probably break her in half," Tammy added with a giggle. "She's so tiny compared to your height."

Brianna gawked at Tammy, her eyes dazed and bewildered. "I... I could take it..., probably." She blushed again, fanning herself with her hand while everyone burst out laughing.

"With him..., I bet you would," Kayla smiled at Brianna, a look that said she knew something the rest of us..., or at least I..., didn't know.

"Alright..., alright," Gerry put his hands up. "Enough drama here; we all know every girl in the room wants to sleep with Ronnie for some reason." Though we all laughed at his joke; his tone of voice actually sounded like there was a bit of jealousy in it. "So on with the dare; Marissa, Ashley..., lover girl over here," Gerry nodded at Brianna who hid her face in her hands once more. "This one's simple enough," he stated to the group then turned toward Brianna, "and I'm being nice so you can get that uncomfortable egg out of your panties. It's doing strange things to you," he chortled. "You three must remove your panties and toss them out the back door..., going commando the rest of the game."

As if it were timed, all three girls crossed their arms and looked at him like he was out of his mind. Still, we all knew the rules and it wasn't like this dare had never been given before. In fact, the prior time we played, it had been used against Gerry by Ashley so it was only fair. Marissa was the first to stand, a rather upset look on her face as she did.

"You're going to get it for this one," she pointed directly at Gerry and then reached up under her mini-dress and shimmied down a black and purple lacy pair of tiny panties. Then she walked over to the back door, opened it and tossed them out into the yard before sitting back down. Though she didn't look any different at all, just the knowledge that she was sitting across from me without panties was doing a strong number on my man pole. 

"Well, at least I can get rid of this egg," Brianna sighed, following suit. She turned around from the group though as she pushed down a rather larger pair of white girl's briefs along each leg. The egg fell from her crotch with a splat on the floor making us all chuckle and make silly comments of 'the hen laying her egg.' In prior times, Brianna would have been quite upset about the teasing, but she seemed to have mellowed out a bit either by the alcohol or my description of what I fantasized doing to her..., or both. 

When she sat back down next to me, she stretched her legs out behind her, being careful to make sure she was completely covered. Obviously, going commando was not a normal thing for her and I could see she wasn't entirely comfortable with it. Still, from the outstretched position, I thought I could spot the very bottoms of her tight cheeks beneath the fabric and tried to look but she caught me, pressing the dress a little closer to her body.

Ashley was the final one and she also had on the shortest skirt. She shimmied off a pair of black flowery lace panties off and nearly brought the whole skirt down with them, catching it from falling just inches above showing off more than she had bargained for. She threw them out the backdoor and instead of sitting; she laid down in her spot on her belly. There was definitely not going to be any accidental viewing on the part of Gerry of her intimates today. 

"Well, I guess that means it's my turn," Brianna held up her hand scanning the crowd.

"Come on Brianna...," Sabrina called to her. "Help me and Gemma lose our eggs too, please?"

Brianna smiled at her. "You..., sure. I don't know about Gemma though; she's trying to steal my Ronnie." With that, she latched onto my arm unexpectedly and everybody burst out laughing again. "Alright Sabrina..., truth or dare?"

As expected, Sabrina chose the 'dare' and then called on Gemma who also called the 'dare' though a little more apprehensively. Gemma then called on Chelsea who was the first 'truth' followed by Gerry who was another 'truth.' Gerry then picked on Tammy who decided that Brianna's dares weren't that bad and she finished up by calling on Kayla for the final 'truth.'

"Well 'truth' people," she looked at Chelsea, Gerry and Kayla. "I know you're all accustomed to a goody two-shoes type of girl from me...," I saw a glint in her eyes as she looked over the crowd; a devilish look I had never seen before from Brianna. "Well, this game has already been anything but goody two-shoes so I'm not going to change that now. You guys have to...," she paused purposefully longer than normal.

"...tell us when you last um..., touched yourself all the way to orgasm," I could see Brianna was trying to be brave and play hardball like the rest of the group but it was so far out of her norm that she didn't know how to keep a straight face. "...and then describe to us what you did."

"What has gotten into you?" Gerry looked at her in disbelief. "I think Ronnie got into her," Marissa answered matter-of-factly and the rest of the group agreed.

"Okay..., fine. I'll go first," Gerry offered. "The last time..., well, was about two hours ago in the upstairs bathroom. Between checking out Tammy and Marissa's legs and looking up Ashley's skirt all day, I couldn't help myself." The room gasped as Gerry described things so matter-of-factly, especially the fact that he was checking out his own sister. "I wrapped my right hand around my stiff pole and started jerking, closing my eyes and imagining those sexy legs until I came right there in the toilet."

"You were checking up your own sister's skirt?" Kayla asked in disbelief. "I mean..., I can understand Marissa and Tammy..., they're cousins..., twice removed even. But Ashley?"

"He does it all the time," Ashley responded like it was no big deal. "In the house, he's come up behind me and jerked my shorts off on more than one occasion. I do it to him too; no big deal."

"Isn't that..., I don't know..., weird?" Marissa asked her with a curious smile.

"Only if you make it so," Gerry answered for her. "...which we don't. She's hot; I check her out. I'm hot and she watches me. We've even watched each other get off before." Ashley gasped in shock at her brother's admittance of their actions. He obviously told more than she was willing to share.

"Well," Kayla blushed, biting her lip nervously. "I guess I can understand that. I mean..., Tim and I have...,"

"No way!" Gemma looked over at her like she was from Mars or something. 

Tim blushed and shrugged. "Like you said, Gerry..., she's hot. It's not like, you know..., we did things together."

"Well, since I'm supposed to tell about it anyway," Kayla added. "The last time for me was with Tim sitting across from me the night before we drove up here. I was on my bed, rubbing my clit like crazy, legs spread wide for him to see while I watched him stroke his guy. By the way..., I know from experience. He's not lying about having a 'fat' one."

"So the truth comes out," Tammy chuckled looking at her cousins in disbelief. I was trying to imagine in my head seeing Kayla and Tim sharing a moment like that; finding it to be a lot more erotic than I would have ever believed. Then I looked at Brianna; she was looking back at me. I wasn't sure if it was my imagination, but I knew I was thinking if siblings could do it..., why not distant cousins? Would Brianna actually ever go for it? Probably not.

"Since we're admitting the truth on this matter," Chelsea chimed in to the group. "My last time was this morning, outside in my car before I came in." She was blushing as much as the others had. "I knew I'd be nervous about seeing you all again, knowing that probably my new lifestyle would come as a shock so..., I gave myself a bit of a calming medicine beforehand."

"In your car?" Tammy looked at her amazed. Chelsea shrugged and smiled.

"Okay..., okay...," Brianna butt in. "...too much information." She was blushing worse than any of us. "I guess that's what I get for asking. Alright Sabrina, Gemma and Tammy..., here are your dares." As she spoke, I noticed Brianna sliding her legs slowly closer to me, providing a marginally better angle for my eyes alone to look up her dress and see her bare cheeks. Did she realize what she was doing? Was she trying to insinuate something or had it been purely by accident?

Brianna paused for a long moment like she wasn't sure what the dare was actually going to be. "Would you hurry up so I can get this egg out of me?" Gemma burst out in desperation.

"Well, technically it's only in your panties," the analytical side of Brianna took over.

"No," Gemma shook her head, "it's inside me. That was the only way I could get it to stay put." Most of the girls in the room gasped while Chelsea cracked up laughing.

"That's why you squeaked!" Ashley pointed at her, giggling. Gemma blushed and pleaded.

"Wow," Brianna looked at her amazed. "It actually fits? Okay..., I've got an idea," a diabolical look came over the normally shy and quiet girl. "We'll have a competition between you three."

Sabrina's jaw dropped open. "No..., Brianna please...," but Brianna had already made her mind up.

"Whoever can fit the most eggs inside her will win; but you can take them out when you're done. The loser has to take off two," she held up two fingers to articulate, "articles of clothing while the second place takes off just one."

"You..., are..., so dead!" Tammy looked at Brianna in disbelief. As if pretending to be afraid, Brianna grabbed hold of my arm and clung tight to me while the guys applauded what they thought would be a great show. "...and here I was feeling sorry for you earlier."

The three girls stood up, eyeing Brianna with a look to kill while they grabbed an egg from the bowl. All three had their backs to us as they adjusted themselves, their hands down the front of their panties forcing the intruders to go in with a series of squeaks and whimpers. 

I couldn't believe my own eyes; Sabrina was the first to finish inserting both the one she had in her panties already and the one she grabbed, picking up a third. Tammy was bent over forward, trying to get the second one to stay put while Gemma was the loudest of all, pushing the egg already inside to make room for the next.

It took about ten minutes before Sabrina turned around, a look of real agonizing pain on her normally calm face. "I got four," she whimpered and the other two turned and looked at her like she was a complete lunatic.

"How..., the..., hell!" Gemma squealed, finally forcing a third one into her womb while Tammy had actually dropped to her hands and knees, also trying to get the third shelled intruder to go in. "Three!" Gemma announced in a high-pitched squeal that sounded like it was really painful. Tammy agreed that three was all she could do as well and Brianna announced Sabrina to be the winner and claimed that since they tied, both Gemma and Tammy would have to lose only one article. Moments later, all three girls excused themselves to the various rooms nearby.

"That was awesome!" Gerry and Tim both high-fived Brianna while some of the girls asked how she could be so mean.

"I didn't realize it would hurt that bad honestly," she shrugged. "But that's the game, right? They didn't have to do it."

"Well...," Gemma was the first to walk out fully dressed though holding the three eggs and a pair of green and purple lacy panties with bloodspots all over them. "Thanks to you, Brianna..., my cherry's popped." She took the garment and eggs to the back door, tossing the entire collection out into the back yard.

"Um...," Brianna looked down at the ground ashamed, "you're welcome?" If Gemma was upset though, she really didn't look like it; more just a look of relief on her face to be rid of the eggs.

"Never felt so much like a chicken in all my life," Sabrina laughed as she also emerged from the stairs holding the four eggs that had been inside her moments before. She was also holding a pair of large black panties in her hands.

"You didn't have to lose anything..., you won," Brianna looked at her curiously. 

Sabrina just laughed. "They're um..., too wet to wear. Besides, I'm too sore now to have anything touch me right now." With that, she tossed them all out the back door as well while a round a chuckles came forth.

It took Tammy quite a while longer to return and when she did; she had the oddest look of relief on her face. Not the type of relief like the other two had, but a sexual relief like she had just experienced a wonderfully relaxing orgasm. Without a word, she took her white thong panties and the three eggs, tossing them out the back door and rejoined us.

"What?" she said looking around at all of us staring at her. A guilty smile broke across her lips and though she never admitted it, we all knew she had just masturbated with those eggs inside her. She was after all 24 -- 7 horny.

"Um..., is it my turn now?" I raised my hand apprehensively. I could only assume they wanted to continue.

"Let's get a drink first," Gerry suggested, getting up before anyone could stop him. I wasn't a heavy drinker really but we were deep into territory previously unknown in all that we had done thus far so I felt a little liquid courage might help me out.

In the break while Tim, Ashley and Chelsea went to help with the drinks, Brianna leaned over to me, whispering in my ear. "Thank you, Ronnie. What you said earlier was the sweetest thing anybody has ever said to me. I never knew you actually thought I was pretty."

I turned to look at her; her face only a matter of inches from mine. Her eyes were sparkling. "I always thought you were the prettiest girl I knew..., all along." So it was a little stretch of the truth..., one of the prettiest in my book; but I definitely felt a closer connection to her than anyone else. She leaned forward and pecked my lips with hers.

"Ooohhh, go Brianna!" Kayla and Marissa cheered her on which actually caused the opposite to happen, making her break it off as she started giggling uncontrollably. Just then the drink servers returned and Ashley couldn't help but ask what was the hooting all about.

"Brianna and Ronnie just had their first kiss," Kayla explained and Ashley's face lit it.

"I missed it? Oh Brianna..., does this mean...," Ashley began but was cut off by Brianna's insistent shaking of her head. "Oh..., okay." Ashley's demeanor suddenly calmed down which took me quite by surprise. She then took Brianna's hand and they walked quickly into another room leaving me bewildered as to what was going on.

Gerry handed me a much stronger drink than we had previously had; a mixture of something though I didn't know enough about alcohol to say what was in it by smell alone. Taking a sip, I could tell it was strong though.

When Ashley and Brianna returned taking their seats, I noticed that Brianna sat much closer to me than before. Her shoulder was touching me and she laid her head on my shoulder as well, her legs still sprawled out behind her. I looked over at Ashley to see if there was any sign of what was going on; this was completely beyond my wildest imagination.

Ashley's lips were mouthing something to me that almost seemed like she was saying 'she loves you' but that was ludicrous. I had to be reading her lips wrong. Then again, I looked at the sweet girl who was lying on her shoulder, the first time I had ever seen her hair not hiding her chest. If it were true though; I couldn't have been happier.

"So uh..., my turn," I announced with a little more ease feeling the effects of my drink. I decided to put the theory to the test... "Brianna..., truth or dare?" She looked up at me and blinked innocently before choosing 'truth.' She then called on Ashley who also called 'truth' and then Sabrina rounded out the 'truth's. She picked Kayla for the dare who then followed with Chelsea and then Tammy.




An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 02



Note from the author: This story is a work of fiction and a continuation of "An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 1". While I will include some of the details from the prior chapter for those who have not read it, those will be kept minimal to avoid redundancy as this chapter is fully intended to be read after the prior chapter. If you have not read it, I highly suggest you begin reading there and then continue here when you're done as it will provide a more complete and enjoyable story for you.

I received a lot of wonderful and motivating comments and praises to Chapter 1 which I truly thank the readers for. It has made me look forward all the more to continuing the story of the cousins in this and successive chapters. The one primary negative that I did receive was the length of the first chapter so I am trying to moderate this to shorter segments accordingly while maintaining the integrity and writing style that you all seem to have appreciated so much from chapter 1. As always, I appreciate your comments; both praising and constructively criticizing my work.

Legal Disclaimer: All characters are over the legal age of adulthood (18) in this story. 

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My eyes opened with a start, a feeling of chilled air upon my bare chest as Brianna no longer warmed me with her petite body next to mine. I felt lonely, a sad emptiness flooding me in her absence as I wondered where she had gone. From the faint dawning light of the mostly-closed blinds, I could see her glasses on the end table but the master bathroom door was open and no lights were on there.

I was thinking to call to her though I feared waking the house, unsure how early it was; still the emptiness within me grew by the second. Having been alone for the first 27 years of my life, I couldn't bear the thought of being without her for even ten minutes. Chuckling quietly, I lay my head back on the pillow, coming to grips with the fact that I was truly in love with my freckled angelic cousin; complete and totally.

That's when I felt an abrupt jerk at the end of the bed near my feet. Quickly I sat up on my elbows to see what it was just as a familiar warm, moist richness engulfed the head of my nude manhood, making me gasp and realize that same feeling had been what had awoken me to begin with.

My arms slid behind my head; I collapsed into the pillow with a soft moan as I showed her my appreciation and enjoyment of her morning gift. The bed jerked again; being a little clumsy as she repositioned herself closer to me. Still my legs spread apart as I lifted my hips to meet her lips while her small hand cupped and massaged my balls. She might have only learned but a few hours before, but she was improving quickly with each passing moment and to my virgin sword it felt absolutely blissful.

Her amateur lips achieved their goal quickly, making my morning wood turn rigid steel. Honestly, I had fully expected she would finish the job right there but upon convincing herself that I was ready, she slid her body along mine; her pointed petite breasts skating along my abdomen and chest. 

Her light brown locks emerged from beneath the comforter; quite a bit disordered from the frolic in the sheets that only added to her dazzling cuteness. She looked up at me, her beautiful gradient eyes danced in mine; a hazel mixing to soft green that looked upon me with adorable innocence.

"Good morning my love," she whispered, pushing herself forward along my body to kiss my lips while allowing her legs to fall to my sides, straddling me. "Sleep well?" I could feel her bare warm moistness against my stomach as she gradually slid her body down along mine.

"The best ever," I replied, my stiffness sliding along her inner thigh as she moved. "How about you, baby?" My soldier parked within the warm folds of her sex, pressing against them as he eagerly searched out his desired target.

"I had the most beautiful dream about us," she whispered, wiggling her womanhood against my pole. Though she was stiff in her movements, still not quite sure of her own sexual side, she easily achieved the desired effect as my throbbing rod rested, pointed within her virgin lips. "Then when I woke up and you were still sleeping right next to me, holding me in your arms, I really knew I wanted to be yours forever."

She pressed herself against me; I could feel the virgin skin resisting my entrance as she gasped and squeaked, pulling back off me in a twitch. "I'm sorry love; I'm just really scared it's going to hurt." I ran my fingers through her hair and down her cheek slowly, caressing her sweet face.

"Take your time baby. I'm here with you forever," I leaned forward again kissing her lips which she returned with true passion.

"I want you so bad," she panted when we parted. "Wh... what if you... work me up really good," she blinked innocently at me, biting her bottom lip softly. "You know..., like Ashley described that neighbor doing to her the first time."

I grinned; my smile spreading from cheek to cheek. "You'll never have to twist my arm for that one." She blushed, rolling off my body to lay flat on her back. I kissed her lips and then her neck, following a trail of grazes and pecks down directly over her the peak of her milk chocolaty erect nipple and onto her abdomen.

With a little too much anxiousness that caused the bed to bounce gruffly, I jumped to the foot of it while Brianna parted her legs wide for me without anxiety of nerves or embarrassment. She was pure silky white; even the spots from her recent shave had disappeared to leave a perfectly molded porcelain bare womanhood splayed before my devouring eyes. Her definite arousal had her rounded lips moist and slightly parted, showing off her virgin entrance. 

Having no need for further instructions, I slid my arms under her legs, cupping her petitely pointed womanly cones with my hands as my tongue sought out its target. Dancing and frolicking along her folds, parting them with my invader as I dove deeper; my loving art came to the virgin skin and ran its full length up and down.

"Oh my...," she cooed into the morning, her hands resting on the back of my head. With each pass, I allowed my tongue to venture a little higher, slowly increasing the speed of each cycle that concentrated with greater frequency on her budding clit. "Oh yesssss," her legs spread even wider as she pushed herself onto me, the warmth and wetness of her increasing with astonishing swiftness.

Her stomach started to twitch followed by quick short gasps and a tremor in her legs which signaled the time to begin my final assault. Withdrawing my hands from her breasts, I wrapped them around her legs and spread the top of her Venusian paradise so my lips could completely engulf her engorged bit. "Oh..., oh..., hea..., hea..., heaven," her head whipped about on the pillow as I lovingly assailed her clit, feeling her pelvic force pushing hard onto me.

"R..., Ron..., Ronn..., Ronnie," she was pushing against my head with her hands as if to make me stop yet her legs wrapped around my neck preventing me from actually moving. Finally she arched her back, pressing her femininity upon my lips with an astounding strength as she squealed my name, forgoing any pretense of not being heard by the family.

That was my clue though; she was ready. I parted her legs from my body and swiftly moved forward, diving my still rigid manliness into her with a single impaling force that broke right past her virgin wall. Again she squealed, even louder and longer, pulling on her hair from both sides while her eyes were wide open but completely gone in ecstasy. She returned her legs to wrap around my body, pushing me in to my hilt and preventing me from moving at all as her newly unwrapped sex contracted on my pole with such force that I couldn't have escaped had I tried.

The feeling of her tightness and warmth surrounding my virgin pole together with the rapid succession of pulsing contractions on all sides made me lose all strength and power as I emptied my love into her womb with a deep growling grunt. She definitely felt it within; her eyes locking on mine with ferocity, her lips trembling as her hands clutched at her small breasts with brute instinctive force while another new wave of contractions came over her.

As she began to come down from her natural high, her arms locked around my neck as she pulled me closer for a series of passionate kissing. I was losing power within, my manhood returning slowly to his flaccid state though she wouldn't let me go or even withdraw for several minutes afterward. Eventually, still labored in breath, she collapsed into the pillow, the power in her legs letting up as I fell from her womanly folds.

"Is it safe to come in now?" I heard the door slide open a few minutes later and Tammy peeked through. With a dart, I slid off and lay beside my new girlfriend-cousin and covered my body and hers with the sheets. "Thought you might need these," she set down our two bags of luggage at the door. "Wow that sounded like fun. I think the neighbors up the street heard you, Brianna." She giggled and gave us a playful two thumbs-up before retreating out the door once more.

Brianna looked over at me, unable to hold back the laughter and I joined her. "Did it really hurt you? I couldn't tell if you were in pain or ecstasy." I asked pulling the sheets down to view her pert breasts; red fingermarks covering them from all sides.

She leaned over and kissed me once more. "Now I know what they mean by 'it hurts but in a good way,'" she giggled. "I think it hurt like hell but the pain just instantly added to the intensity of the moment and the orgasm," she ran her fingers through her hair. "It was... incredible." 

She pushed herself up on her elbow, resting her head on her hand as she smiled at me. "So that's what being married to you is going to be like?" I blushed while her finger ran down my nose and lips teasingly. "Oh I think I've died and gone to heaven."

"Don't be dying on me yet baby, that's just the start," I tried to act coy like I really was something more than a pathetic 27-year-old who had just finally lost his virginity. "We'll get even better with practice, I'm sure." She broke into a giggle, falling back on the pillow as she covered her face with her hands.

"I can't imagine it getting any better than that." There was a knock on the door at that moment.

"Hey, you guys coming yet?" Ashley laughed through the door obviously finding a humorously intended pun in her words. "We're getting ready for an early Easter lunch... a lot of us have to get on the road this afternoon. Hurry up so we can spend time together before we go."

Brianna's hand rested on her forehead as she peered at the ceiling, an embarrassed half-smile, half-cringe on her lips. "Oh my God..., they all heard me, didn't they?"

I agreed but assured her it was no big thing really. "After all, they heard you last night too." She gawked at me and swatted my arm playfully, pushing herself up on the bed.

"Well, I wasn't exactly the ONLY one you made squeal last night," she looked at me feigning a pout. "I actually had to wait my turn for you after Gemma and Tammy got you first; and I'm your girlfriend."

I looked at her unsure what to say exactly. She had actually let me, even instructed me, to 'learn' how to skillfully eat a girl's pussy with Gemma and Tammy the night before. Still, I could see that she was a little unnerved about it through her joking. "I uh...," I paused, racking my brain for something good to say that would let her know how much I truly loved her. "I saved the best for last, baby."

She giggled, pursing her lips and shrugged. "Well, you did learn REALLY well so I'm not complaining." She stood up and went toward the bathroom. "Care to join me?" I grinned, bouncing along behind her like a lost pup.

The first shower with Brianna was as amazing as the rest of our firsts that weekend had been. Though we were both sexually spent; it was a sensually loving experience as we bathed and caressed each other in the warm waters. As I scrubbed her body, I gazed upon her dazzling nudity like a picturesque work of art, made solely for my singular enjoyment. Though I can't be sure as she didn't speak, but I had the impression she felt the same while looking at me as well.

Once we were dried and dressed, Brianna drying and brushing her hair in the bathroom, I could see that something was really bothering her though. Since the shower she hadn't said a word or kissed me at all and I started to worry. 

Had I not been good enough for her? Was she actually disappointed in our time together though she had tried to sound content? I knew enough about women to know that I had no idea about them at all, much less keeping one happy in a relationship. Nervously, I walked up behind her, putting my hands around her waist and holding her close.

"Are you okay, baby?" I whispered in her ear. She looked back at me with a genuinely adoring smile through the mirror.

"Yeah," she sighed and I could tell there was something going on in that pretty little head of hers. I took the hair dryer from her, shut it off and set it down, turning her around to look directly at me.

Her eyes sparkled as they peered into mine; enhanced by a few tears forming in the corners of her eyes. "What's the matter my love?" I asked, collecting the falling tear with my finger.

She leaned forward and put her arms around my waist, holding me close. "I just realized, I can't go to Colorado with you today." I looked down at her in shock, her eyes meeting mine. "My contract at work requires at least a two-week notice and..., and..., I'm sure you can't come to Florida for two whole weeks." 

Though I hadn't thought of that fact until she said it, two whole weeks without her was going to be a lifetime of misery for me now. Still, I refused to let her see as I smiled at her. "It'll be okay love. I gotta buy a bigger bed at my place too; get some other things ready for having a new wife around," I smiled at her and she buried her face in my chest.

"Will you still come to Florida and help me move in two weeks? That's a long trip to go all by myself," she looked back at me batting her eyelashes playfully. Even if the thought to say 'I couldn't' had passed my mind, there was no way I could have said so to such an adorable pleading face.

"Of course I'll be there love." She squeezed me tightly, her pert breasts poking into my abdomen and causing my rod to stir once more.

"I love you, Ronnie Gibbens," she proclaimed as she held me.

"...and I love you, Brianna Kelnar," I replied but she put a finger over my lips.

"Don't say that name," she leaned forward on her tip toes, sliding her finger out just as her lips took its place. "It'll be Brianna Gibbens very soon." I grinned as she said it, dazzled by her sweet face and the comprehension that she was truly going to be mine forever.

* * * * *

The day went by too quickly as I knew it would probably be some time before I saw most of my cousins again. We all shared a wonderful lunch and some enjoyable chats as well as a movie on Tammy's big screen HD afterward; Brianna was by my side every step of the way. 

No one ever said a word of the noises that had come from our room neither the night before nor that morning though I did get a few strong claps on the back from the guys and some all-knowing looks from Ashley, Tammy and Sabrina. Kayla gave me a playful pout every time she looked at me when Brianna wasn't paying attention while Gemma eyed my girl with a twinge of pure jealousy.

When the movie was done, people started packing things away in their cars, getting ready for the long trip home. Brianna and Marissa were heading back to Florida, if only temporarily for the former. Ashley and Gerry were heading for New York while Chelsea had a little further to go into New England. The rest of us were heading west; Tim and Kayla to California, Gemma to Arizona, Sabrina to Alaska and myself to Colorado.

Tim called me over to the western group who were discussing something next to his car. "Be right back love," I told Brianna, running my hand along her waist while she stored her bags in her car.

"Since we all live out west," Tim explained, "I thought it would be cool to book a few rooms on the internet and we all travel together. Maybe the first night in St Louis and then we'll stay at your place in Colorado Springs before heading on the next morning. What do you say?"

"Sure," I shrugged and Kayla jumped up and down, clapping her hands excitedly. Her tank top bounced about gleefully with her small breasts.

"I'm riding with Ronnie," she exclaimed getting a devilish look from Gemma and causing Brianna to look our way with a start.

"Um...," I looked over my shoulder nervously at my girl who had her hands on her hips, obviously expecting me to hurry back over to her. "What about your car?" I asked Kayla.

"It's a rental so I'm just going to turn it in here and save the money," she grinned at me, batting her eyes sweetly. "You don't mind having company, right?" I could see the wheels turning in her head but thinking of making that long trip back all alone wasn't very enticing either so I agreed.

"What was that all about?" Brianna asked, putting her arms around my waist while looking over at the group I had just left. 

Her eyes held a good deal of jealousy within them. I explained the details and she sighed heavily when I confirmed that Kayla had auto-invited herself to my car. "I finally have the man of my dreams and they're already trying to steal you away," she looked down at the ground sadly.

"No one's going to steal me from you," I lifted her chin up, looking into her eyes. "I'm going to marry you. Just two weeks until you're with me again in Colorado love..., just two weeks."

She broke a smile upon her saddened face. "I love you, Ronnie..., I'm going to be there soon. You'll see." She looked back at the group of girls; Tim having gone inside to use the computer. "I'm just worried about you staying in a hotel room with those two." She turned back to me, "they're going to RAPE you."

"It's settled then," I shrugged as if it were nothing for me to make the decision. "I won't go with them then. I'll go alone." She smiled at me, her eyes sparkling as she looked into mine.

"You would do that?" she actually sounded amazed though I didn't see it as anything special. "You'd drive that whole trip all alone just because I was a little jealous?" I nodded and shrugged; she pulled me close to her in a tight bear hug.

"No...," she said finally. "I want you to go with them. I can see that your heart is truly mine and...," she paused looking back at the two culprits of her worries, "if something does happen with one or both of them; I just don't want to know about it, okay?"

I looked at her confused at the semi-green light she was handing me. "Our lives will officially start together the day you come for me down in Florida, baby. I've waited for you for fifteen years; I guess I can wait another two weeks." I smiled and bent to kiss her lips.

"I'll call you every night until then," I whispered and she giggled.

"You better. I love you more than anything in the world, Ronald Gibbens." She stood on her tip toes and kissed me before quickly turning away to get into her car and started the engine. Blowing me another kiss through the window, she pulled out of the driveway and was quickly out of sight.

"So are we ready to go?" Kayla asked bounding up behind me as I stared down the road longingly in the direction Brianna had gone. Tim gave me a printout of the hotel confirmation in St Louis where we were going to stay that night; he had booked two rooms with two beds each.

"I guess so," I replied half-heartily heading toward the rest of the group to say my good-byes. Tammy told me how happy she was for me and Brianna as we hugged; Gerry told me to have some fun with the girls on my trip to which I laughed. Ashley said I'd better let her know when the wedding was because she would be there for sure while Chelsea just said 'take care of yourself Ron.'




An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 02



All of us in the convoy started our cars and I followed Kayla's rental down a few miles to town where she dropped it off, then bounded gleefully into my car. "Oh I'm so excited I get to ride with you, Ronnie," she exclaimed.

"Oh?" I asked playfully. "I hadn't noticed," she gasped, smacking me on the arm before putting on some music and dancing in her chair as we got onto the interstate. The others had gone ahead; we decided not to try to stay together necessarily, just to meet at the hotel.

The first couple of hours Kayla gave general travel small-talk as she leaned on the center console between our seats. We discussed the scenery, her soccer gig and my computer programming projects waiting for me at the office. It was nice to have someone to talk to while we traveled at 80 miles an hour passing cows and trees on all sides of us.

I knew it wouldn't last though; I wasn't exactly the social butterfly of general chit-chat after all. "So um..., Ronnie...," she turned and looked at me. I could feel her eyes wandering over my body as she did. "What did you um...,think of me last night?"

Certain she was talking about the moment that our game had made her join the group topless, I pretended like I had no idea what she meant. "Oh, I think you were a little drunk and silly," I replied, reminding my head over and again that I was in love with Brianna and only her.

"I meant my titties," she smirked, her finger tracing down my right arm. "These," she cupped herself through her shirt, pushing the cleavage out the top of her tank top. "...that I had to show everybody last night."

I swallowed hard, trying desperately not to look over at her but concentrate on the road. "Well uh..., I really didn't get much of a look. You hid them so well."

"You were hiding some things too," her voice became sultry as she leaned near my ear. "Something in particular that I REALLY wanted to see." Her hand went on my thigh, rubbing around it until she felt my rod that was slowly growing along the length of my leg.

"Kayla," I gasped, feeling myself grow much quicker than I would have thought possible. "I'm with Brianna now..., I can't let you do that." I had to concentrate on the road though so I didn't exactly stop her either.

"You and Brianna were already a couple before she actually let you play with Gemma's pussy," she cooed in my ear, the rubbing along my leg increasing with intensity along with the hard-on it was producing. "I never got my turn with you."

Again I swallowed hard, thinking of Brianna in my mind and trying to stay calm and collected. "I'm uh..., I'm driving right now." Kayla had this all planned out in her mind though; it was more than obvious.

She grabbed my right hand, leaving the left for steering the car and placed it under her shirt directly over her right breast. She wasn't wearing a bra at all. 

Her breast was quite small really, smaller than Brianna's in fact; it fit easily entirely within my palm. Her nipple was stiffly poking into my hand, begging to be played with. "Seems to me you can drive just fine with one hand," she giggled, replacing her hand on my lap directly over my jean-covered stiff pole.

She inhaled deeply, pushing her chest out into my hand. My fingers held a mind of their own, caressing her breast and rolling her nipple between my fingers as I concentrated on the road where I was driving. She had her fingers wrapped around my rod as she slid them up and down its length inside my jeans.

I saw a car coming up to make the pass and used that as an excuse in my head to pull my hand out. She gasped, her eyes opening as she pursed her lips, pouting at me. "There was a car," I explained, looking over at her momentarily. Truth was, it was already getting too dark for them to have seen anything anyway. I could barely see her except for the dim light of the dashboard on her eyes and cheeks.

"Well a car won't spoil this for me," she said. I heard a ruffling like she was moving around in the seat next to me and soon enough she had her hand on mine again. I thought of Brianna, trying to force myself to do what I knew I was supposed to but her statement 'just don't let me know' kept playing in my head. Had she basically said she knew what would happen? Had she honestly expected it? I convinced myself that she had because I had no idea how to stop Kayla even if I wanted to.

My eyes went wide while I watched the road, my fingers feeling the tiny prickly hairs and heat that could only come from a bared female's sex. She had pulled her shorts down, I estimated down to her ankles given how far apart she had her legs spread. 

She was guiding my hand up and down her moist exposed lips; they felt thicker than the other girls' and a bit bumpy along the ridge of her womanhood though parted easily when she applied pressure on my fingers to dive into them. "Oh Yes!" she exclaimed, feeling my long fingers slide through her slippery slit.

"So this is why you wanted to ride with me?" I asked into the darkness, amused that she would have gone through so much trouble just to get ME to touch her.

"Oh yeah!" she inhaled sharply as she continued to masturbate herself with my hand. "They feel even better than I fantasized last night."

I couldn't help myself, taking my eyes off the road for a moment as I looked over at her. "You? You fantasized about ME last night?" She curled my middle with her hand, directing it straight for her velvety hole and eased it in while I forced myself to look back at the empty road. 

"Oh yeah! I told...," she gasped as my finger dug a bit deeper inside her, "...you that I have a big...," she gasped once more as I finished the job for her, pushing into her warmth to my knuckle. "...thing for tall, smart guys." 

I slowly started pumping her lips with my hand and she let go of me, seeing that I was giving in to her desires and doing the job properly. "I heard Gemma...," she breathed heavily again, "...and then..., a while later..., you took Tammy and I..., couldn't help myself." She closed her legs on my hand, pushing it harder against her. "But GOD! This feels so much better."

She opened her legs once more, even wider. "Can you fit two?" I chuckled to myself, unable to believe what I was doing but enjoying it immensely all the same. Easily a second finger entered her and dove straight to the knuckle. "Wi..., wiggle them..., like...," she inhaled, lifting herself off the seat for a moment as I stroked the insides of her canal like she had described in her fantasy of me the night before.

She slid further down into the seat, pushing hard against my hand until even the knuckles popped inside. "Damn, I LOVE those long fingers," she spoke in hurried breaths over and again as she bucked her hips against my hand. 

I was really getting worked up myself, my erection pressing painfully against my jeans as I got into the work I was doing. When a car passed us, I was going to withdraw them but she quickly grabbed my hand, pushing them back into her. "Don't you dare," her voice rasped and I chuckled.

Alone again in the darkness of the night, I decided to really make her squirm. She had, after all, asked for it where I had tried but failed to refuse. I slid a third finger into her as she called out to all the saints in the heaven including 'Saint Ronnie' whom I had never heard of before. 

I had only begun though, digging with my thumb between her lips until I quickly found her very erect clitoris. Making circles around her bud, I continued to wiggle my three fingers in a 'come here' fashion while she clawed the seat behind her. "Oh Fuck!" she hissed, "ohhhhhh..., damn..., damn..., damn...," she pressed herself hard against my hand making my pinky hurt; the only one left outside of her.

With a quick withdrawal, I added my smallest finger to the mix as well, feeling how slippery wet and open she was. My fingers dove back into her heat, stopping at the knuckles which held her open much wider than I had imagined was possible. "Oh FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!" she squealed into the darkness and I was finding it very hard to stay focused on the road ahead, wanting to turn and watch her. I could easily hear her clawing desperately at the headrest behind her while she raised her body to meet my intruders.

"Yeah..., yeah..., yeah...," she whimpered actively making love to my hand. Her whole body was trembling; I could feel the vibrations from her. I knew she was close but couldn't stop focusing on the road to really give that final push. "Oh, I wish I had your dick in my mouth right now!" she yelled into the night like a ferocious mountain lion.

"The feeling's mutual," I said panting. The ache in my groin was becoming unbearable as it struggled against the tight material.

"Talk..., dirty..., to me..., Ronnie," she panted still loving my hand with all her strength. "Tell me..., wh..., what yo...," she gasped, inhaling deeply while giving out a few more explicatives into the night. I wasn't sure what to say really; never had even thought of talking dirty to a girl before.

Her body trembled beneath my fingers; she was obviously on the very edge and had been for nearly sixty miles now. She only needed the right combination at this point to send her into space and I racked my brain for what it might be. 

"I'll turn you on your hands and knees," I made my voice go lower, trying to sound sexy if I could. "...and shove my big dick up your pussy from behind...," I couldn't believe the words I was saying but it was obviously working on her.

"Yeah..., yeah..., give it to me Ronnie," she had renewed her bucking against my hand with even greater force.

"...and I'll make my balls slap against your horny button," I continued, referring to the part as Ashley had called it the night before trying to make my thumb act similar to what I was describing, "...while I grope and pull your tiny titties from behind."

She moaned deeply and I could feel the trembling pick up force, shooting through her body. "Ma..., make me..., ya..., your bitch, Ronnie!" she shouted and I pushed my hand hard against her, popping even the knuckles into her wide open womanhood and reaching new depths within her. 

"Go..., go..., gooooaaaalllll!" she pierced the night air with a scream that would have caused an avalanche had we been in the mountains. Her muscles clamped down on my hand with the force of a vice grip as she ejaculated womanly juices onto my hand and seat with the strength that would make any man proud.

We traveled at least another six miles before she even began to let up her killer strangle on my hand and then it was two more before I could even pull my hand from her stretched canal. She laid back her head against the headrest, collapsing in the seat, her legs spread wide open. Had I not heard her breathing heavily, I might have thought her dead.

"Good god, Ronnie!" she finally exclaimed turning her head to face me. "That was... WOW!" I chuckled, only starting to get used to the idea that I could actually please a woman sexually. She finally forced herself up in the chair, looking out the window though she didn't bother to pull her shorts back up. "Where are we?"

"We've traveled almost a hundred and fifty or so miles while you were..., previously occupied," I answered with a chuckle. She whistled and I could only imagine her eyes growing wide though I really couldn't see them.

"So you were uh..., fingering me for like two hours?" I felt her arms encircle mine. "God, I was in heaven the whole time too! Damn." She leaned over and kissed my cheek. "But it's my turn now."

I inhaled deeply as she placed her hands on my stiff aching groin. "I'm driving though," I replied, wishing that I didn't have to say it. I was so horny and needing relief that my eyes were starting to water over.

"You're on a three-lane highway and there's no one out here," she whispered, fumbling to find my zipper. I put both hands on the wheel, unsure whether I'd really be able to handle whatever she had planned while I drove.

It took some time for her to work my rigid rod out of the hole of my boxers and jeans but finally he was free to stand up straight. I thought for sure she was just going to work me with her hands but a few shuffling moments later and I felt my engorged member surrounded by her lips. Each time she bobbed down on me, she took another inch into her mouth reaching depths that Brianna, Gemma nor even Tammy had managed on me.

"God you're huge," she said gasping for air momentarily before diving back down on me. My eyes wanted to roll back in my head, it felt so good, but I had to stay focused on the road. She pressed harder on me; my soldier's helmet pounding the back of her mouth a few times.

Then she gagged for a moment and I looked down, wondering whether she was choking before I felt suddenly more of my rod dive into her. The muscles of her throat had given way and she had taken me as far as my open jeans would let her. I let off the accelerator, my body trembling from this new feeling of complete enrapture.

"Oh Kayla...," I cried out, feeling that impending moment coming on me. She definitely wasn't going to need two hours for me; if I lasted two more minutes it would be a miracle.

"Come on Ronnie," she took her mouth off me for just a moment, "give me that cum. I want it all. I want to taste you." She dove back down on me though not quite as far and I jerked forward, my chest hitting the horn on the car.

"Co..., coming ri..., right up," I managed to get out before feeling the floodgates of my loins open up as I shot my manly pistol into her throat while still driving fifty miles an hour on the interstate. She was swallowing in gulps though I filled her back up just as fast as she could get it down. A car passed by us, honking their horn that I was going way too slow for the open road.

"Wow, Brianna's a lucky girl," Kayla said sitting back up, licking the last bit of my seed off her lips. "You're delicious!" I just let my diminishing rod stay out while I put the gas pedal back down to pick up speed again though my head was spinning. There was an exit coming up and I decided to take it, needing a moment to recuperate as my head spun.

"Now he gets off the road," she giggled, her fingers running the length of my now flaccid manhood with her fingers. "Probably should have done that a while ago sweetie."

"Just..., need to stretch," my breathing was still heavy as we pulled up to the stop sign of the dark desolate highway. I had thought to go to a gas station or something but there was nothing to be seen in either direction. She grabbed my hand and placed it on her still bare lips.

"Go down the road a ways and park," she whispered, blowing in my ear. "I need you NOW." I wasn't sure whether I would be able to do anything more but I knew I couldn't stay at the stop sign and I surely wasn't ready to get back on the road again. I turned right onto the little highway.

"Right there," Kayla pointed at a clearing off the side about a mile down from the highway. I pulled in and stopped the car, getting out to stretch my legs as I had previously intended.

Kayla got out of the car as well, her shorts and panties staying behind while she tore her shirt off, tossing it on the seat and ran a few feet doing twirls in the chilly night air. She then ran back to me, throwing her arms around me and then fumbling with the zipper of my pants.

"We'll get caught," I grabbed my jeans as she tried to pull them down. That only seemed to spur on her ferocity as she pulled again, forcing the jeans from my grip. 

"We're not leaving here," her voice was gruff, like she was possessed by a sex-demon within. "...until you fuck me deep with this cock against your car." With that, she pulled my boxers to the ground and started stroking me only feet from the deserted highway's edge.

"Oh God Kayla," I exclaimed feeling her mouth wrap my head once more. "I don't know if I can." I thought I was spent but the soldier was getting ready for battle once more, growing quickly back to strength by her extremely skilled tongue and the naughtiness of our location. 

Within a few minutes, she had me standing erect once more and then stood up. Grabbing my cock, she led me to the side of the car where she put her hands on the door and spread her legs out wide, her ass in full view to me. "Manhandle Ronnie!" she demanded, guiding me behind her and pushing my cock up between her legs. "Make me your bitch..., just like an animal out here in the woods."

She didn't wait for me to make the first move though, slowly easing back until my head parted her lips and then slammed her ass against my body. Literally she almost knocked me over but I caught myself, holding onto her hips for balance.

Her canal was drenching with heat and moisture as I started to slowly move back and forth within her. She arched her back, pressing her butt into me harder and I picked up pace quickly. 

I actually wasn't sure how this part really was supposed to go; Brianna being my only other experience and I had cum only moments after entering her tightness. Kayla was sopping wet though and I slid easily through her canal with no difficulty at all, gaining speed with each pass and not too worried about cumming just yet. I had, after all, just had a massive orgasm not fifteen minutes prior.

"Yeah..., yeah..., fuck me Ronnie!" she called into the night as I concentrated my piston on her hot box. Though it was a cold night, I was sweating from my workout. Our rural animalistic style really worked her well though, just as she had described the night before; her legs were already shivering and trembling as she leaned against the car for support.

"Oh..., oh..., fu..., fuck!" she exclaimed, her womanly death grip trying to grab hold of me as she came in shudders and convulsions. She was too wet though and I kept pumping her with equal stride and speed, causing the convulsions to renew as she squealed like a wild animal.

"God that feels good!" her voice went deep, gruff again as she bent over further, her head lower to the ground than her ass as she held onto the edge of the car to keep from falling. I took my hands off her hips and reached down to grab her small breasts with my fingers, groping them with a force that I thought for sure was hurting her but seemed to only drive her wilder.

After her third successive orgasm, I could feel myself building up to the inevitable; the heat and friction of her constantly convulsing grip on my pole becoming too much. Her legs gave out though, dropping to the ground on her elbows and knees, my rod sliding out of her with a loud pop.

"Put it back, put it back, put it..., oh God!" I slid my swollen sword back into her sheath, grabbing her nipples with my thumb and fingers while she arched her back and squealed out in pleasure into the night. This time her grip caught me though, clamping down on me with the same or greater force than in the car and I could not move within her.

Shudders and convulsions, spasms that rocked her body from head to toe traveled up into my body and convinced it to let go of its prize. I collapsed onto her back as well, every bit of my strength pulsating through my cock and into her thirsty womb. I lay on top of her for several minutes before I could find the strength to move and even then I doubted that I really could.

It was the lights of a car coming down the road that suddenly gave us strength enough to get up and jump into the car. As the car passed, they slowed and stopped, going in reverse and I wasn't sticking around to find out the reason. I started my car, my jeans still at my ankles and spun out of that spot while Kayla laughed hysterically.

Once we were back on the road, I pulled my pants up while Kayla steered from her side. When I finished, I took the wheel back and sped on toward St Louis. The others might have been there already and we still had at least an hour or two to go.




An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 02



"That..., was..., awesome!" Kayla turned in her seat still completely naked. She had one leg up that her arm rested on which would have given me a nice view of the girl I had just pounded had the lights been on. As it was, I really hadn't seen anything of her; just felt it really good.

I chuckled shaking my head in disbelief. "Well, I guess I made your fantasy come true." She whistled loudly, letting her head rest on the window. "Though I'll never understand why it was me you wanted so damn bad."

"Honey..., you're too damn cute for your own good...," she spoke at the ceiling, her eyes closed. "Speaking of good; is that what you did to make Brianna squeal last night and this morning? She nearly shattered windows. Where'd you learn to screw like that?"

I chuckled at her, explaining that my mouth had caused those sounds more than anything. "Oh damn! You still have to eat my girl then, please?!" Kayla begged while she touched herself trying to look sexy again but yelped at the extreme sensitivity. "Just maybe later though," she giggled.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed, shaking my head and dying laughing. "You're insatiable."

Kayla was dressing in a hurry as I pulled off the exit toward the hotel we had agreed to meet at. The remainder of the trip she had fallen asleep still naked against the window, all of her womanhood spread open for me to see. I kept looking over at her, admiring more of her body as my eyes adjusted to the darkness. 

She really was an astoundingly pretty girl and I couldn't for the life of me understand why she had desired me so much. Still, aside of the strong guilt that was coming over my conscious for Brianna, knowing that she didn't really give me the green-light to do what I had done, it had been the most amazing experience I had ever known in my life and I secretly hoped that one day I could relive it with Brianna as well. 

Pulling up to the hotel, going a bit slower so Kayla could finish pulling her tank top back on, I picked up my phone and texted Tim. There was no answer so I texted Sabrina, again with no answer, and finally Gemma. Moments later I received a response, a picture message. Gemma's spread bald Venusian lips splayed in close-up on my screen with the words "Room 217..., dinner's waiting for you."

END OF CHAPTER 2 



An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 03



Note from the author: This story is a work of fiction and a continuation of the "An Easter Family Reunion" series. While I will include some of the details from the prior chapters for those who have not read them, those will be kept minimal to avoid redundancy as this chapter is fully intended to be read after those prior ones. If you have not read them, I highly suggest you begin reading there and then continue here when you're done as it will provide a more complete and enjoyable story for you.

The shorter segment format of chapter two seemed to be more appreciated by the reader base according to comments so I will continue this style going forward. As always, I appreciate your comments; both praising and constructively criticizing my work.

Legal Disclaimer: All characters are over the legal age of adulthood (18) in this story. 

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"What room are we in?" Kayla asked coming around the front of the car as I stood dumbfounded looking at my phone. I tried to hide the picture message that Gemma had just texted me of her bald inviting womanhood with the heart shaped girl fur up top and the words 'Room 217..., dinner's waiting for you' but Kayla snuck up on me too quickly, snatching the phone from my hands.

"Damn Gemma!" she laughed hysterically. "Looks like someone else is hot and ready for you too, Ronnie."

I tried to grab the phone back from her, but she dodged me with a twist of her shoulder, running to the opposite side of the car. "Come on, Kayla. Give it back." I knew it was worthless to chase her; she was a professional soccer player while I was just a sedentary computer nerd after all.

"Hold on..., I got an idea," she didn't even look up as she messed around on the phone; a devilish smile on her lips illuminated by the screen's light. I edged slowly toward her, hoping that I might sneak up on her while she was preoccupied but halfway to her I stopped frozen; my eyes not believing what I saw.

Kayla stuck her hand with my phone down the front of her shorts, the all-telling click and flash of the camera revealing her inner-leg silhouette through her shorts a couple of times from differing angles. Pulling the camera back out, she reviewed her handiwork and passed the phone back to me as I finally approached her. 

"There..., now you have mine for your new collection of conquered kitties," she giggled as she walked for the hotel door, looking over her shoulder at me as she added an extra sway to her tight athletic ass. "Are you coming Ronnie baby?" I told her I'd be up in a sec and she laughed, heading through the door. She had obviously gotten the room number from the message. 

Alone in the parking lot in the wee hours of the morning, my curiosity was killing me so I scrolled through my photo gallery to find a new folder marked 'my kitties' that I knew I had never made before. I didn't even own any cats!

Opening the folder, my eyes shot wide open as I beheld a downloaded version of Gemma's womanhood and then scrolling the page I found another saucy picture which I assumed had to be Kayla's lovely girl lips.

Though I had meticulously played with her sex in my fingers for over two hours earlier that night in and outside the car, I hadn't been able to see her properly in the darkness. Now on my screen, a little flared on the left from the camera flash, were her deep brown ample inner lips protruding down through her womanly folds and extending beyond the curve of her pronounced mound. Up top, she had a long thin hood visibly covering her clit; the dark blond hairs of her vulva shaved extremely short but still barely visible.

I began walking toward the hotel door slowly, stunned by this new collection I had received as I scrolled back and forth between them. It was definitely working on my hormones though; they were waking up my soldier with every step I took as I subconsciously sped up toward their room. Still, my mind fought between parallel feelings of desire and guilt coursing through my body. 

On one hand, I knew that when I exited the elevator to the second floor, there would be a pretty decent chance I could stick my now stiffening rod into both girls before the night was over. For a 27-year old computer nerd who had only just lost his virginity earlier that very morning, that was definitely a difficult proposition to even consider passing up. 

Nevertheless, I really did love my new girlfriend-cousin Brianna dearly and we were going to be married shortly after she moved to Colorado in a couple of weeks. She had been nervous about letting me go on this trip back west with my cousins, fearful that Kayla and Gemma would do..., well, exactly what they were doing. After all, they had unquestionably shown their sexual interest in me at the reunion.

Still, I knew in my heart that I had contorted her words as an excuse to allow myself to enjoy Kayla in the car even though I was well aware that what I had done was completely wrong. "I can't do this anymore," I resolved stepping from the elevator onto the second floor of the hotel, "...not to my sweet Brianna." 

Standing outside room 217, I mentally prepared myself to deny anything that either Kayla or Gemma might try. All I needed was Tim's room number so I could go there and get a good night's sleep and then head home when I woke up in a few hours. That way I could be true to Brianna from that point forward and keep my conscious completely clear.

Just as I was about to knock on the door, I recalled the pictures on my phone and brought up the gallery once more to delete them. No temptations! It was like my girl had heard my thoughts from so many miles away though; her name and number popped up on my phone as an incoming call before I could go through with the deletion. It was nearly two in the morning; why would she be calling so late?

'She knows what I did!' I face palmed myself, nearly screaming in my mind. 'Kayla probably called her up, bragging and telling her that she had stolen me away or something.' I ran my hand through my hair, nervously unsure of what I should do; after all, I was new to all this serious relationship stuff.

The phone rang again and I decided that I had to answer it. After all, I had to face the music and accept the consequences for my actions. 'Besides, if Brianna really is upset..., there are always Kayla and Gemma' I thought, trying to convince myself of the bright side but I knew it wasn't really true. With both of them, it was purely physical; Gemma had said so herself. They didn't love me deeply the way Brianna felt..., and the way I felt toward her as well.

The phone rang for what I knew was the last time before the voicemail would pick up. I took in a deep nervous breath. "Um... hi baby...," I answered apprehensively, the guilt having fully taken over any pretense of the earlier desire completely.

"Oh Ronnie..., love..., you an..., answered...," her voice was short and choppy, her breathing sounded a bit labored. Perhaps it was from being so sleepy I thought; but at least she had called me 'love' which meant she didn't know anything..., yet.

I forced myself to chuckle good-heartedly as I replied, "Of course baby, I'll always answer your calls. You know that."

I could hear her breath through the phone becoming deeper and stronger. "I was...,thin...,thinking about you...," she whispered, strong gasps coming between each phrase, "an..., and I ne..., needed to hear yo...." She inhaled sharply, a small gasp coming to her lips.

My lips spread wide in a grin as I began to realize what was going on at her end. "Thinking of me, huh?" I asked, adding an extra layer of sexy to my voice. "What exactly were you thinking of me about?"

"Oh yeah...," she gasped again, the breathing continuing to quicken its pace. "Your fa..., face. Yo...,your li..., lips. Your ton..., ton...,"

"My tongue?" I added, stiffening a chuckle. She sounded so worked up and sexy on the phone, her words and breathing were making me rise to the occasion as well.

"Oh hell yeah!" she rasped even louder. Inhaling deeply, she added, "right there, baby...," I could hear rubbing sounds in the phone like she was moving around quite a bit and a small humming noise in the background. "Yeah Ronnie..., ri..., right there ba..., baby...," her words were now very labored as I could hear an orgasm working its way upon her.

"Oh my sexy Brianna," I cooed to her, feeling a little silly standing out in the middle of the hotel hallway on the phone but it was still amazingly erotic. "I want to bathe your sweet pussy with my tongue." 

Just then the door opened; Gemma and Kayla looking upon me with bursting laughter as they covered their mouths to try to stay quiet, standing topless and in just their panties in the doorway. "Oh God! Ronnie...," I heard Brianna squeal, panting heavily through the phone as Kayla and Gemma pulled me inside and closed the door.

"Ro..., Ronnie..., I love you..., yes!" Brianna shouted again, loud enough that the girls even heard her every word. "Damn..., your to..., tongue feels so go..., go..., good!" she finished with a piercing squeal that I instantly recognized to be her orgasm flushing through her body. It made my rod stand instantly on end and even started to twitch just listening to her. Gemma's and Kayla's eyes were both wide as they listened to my girl's soprano pitches as well, looking at each other with a widespread smile.

I sat on the edge of the bed nearest to me, listening to Brianna cum on the phone; my eyes roaming over Gemma's white freckled teardrop breasts and Kayla's tiny cones with sexy dark chocolate nipples nearby. Inside my jeans, my own rod was now fully erect and pressing hard against its enclosure. I wanted to grab those breasts so bad; to bury my face in them and lick each little nipple to full erection but I knew that I couldn't.

"Baby?" I asked after a few minutes, wondering whether she had fallen asleep. "Are you there?"

"Yeah, I'm here love," she sighed followed by a cute giggle. "Oh my..., I can't believe I just did that. I think you've turned me into a sex addict now."

I couldn't help but chuckle; imagining the sweet innocent Brianna who stuttered with nerves at the thought of taking her shoes off in front of people becoming a sex addict. "Where are you?" I asked wondering what her neighbors must be thinking after hearing such a shrill squeal. She really could hit some high notes. "Are you at home now?"

"Um..., no, I'm in a hotel in Savannah; about six hours from home." Her breathing was finally returning to normal as I could audibly recognize her coming down off her orgasmic high. "Marissa and I got a couple of rooms and then she..., um...," Brianna trailed off nervously.

"What?" I leaned forward, pressing the phone closer to my ear. "What did Marissa do to you?" Gemma and Kayla both looked at me strangely, sitting on either side of me on the bed and leaning closer to the phone, their beautiful bare chests only inches away. All I would have to do was reach out my hand and I could touch either girl; it was driving me absolutely insane.

"Well uh..., she..., she took me to buy a toy," Brianna giggled and all three of us dropped our jaws in amazement as we looked at each other. Could this really be the Brianna that we all knew? "It's one of those um..., those rabbits..., you know, that Tammy talked about?"

I cleared my throat, completely unable to believe she had dived so far off the sexual deep end in such little time; just the night before she had gasped when Ashley spoke of touching herself. "So um..., that's what you were using just now?"

With a soft coo, she answered, "mm-hmmm" with another giggle. "It feels REAL good too," she giggled again. "...but don't worry baby, it's not as good as you. Still, I was thinking to use it on the phone with you every night until you come get me; maybe we could..., chat online or something." Gemma and Kayla were both making funny faces at me as I turned a few shades of red.

"That sounds REAL fun," I replied playfully. "I can't wait." Gemma leaned against me again, listening to the phone as best she could while the bottom of her milky breast pressed against my arm and made my already stiff rod start to quiver in excitement. 

Pushing myself further back on the bed, I tried desperately to keep my resolve not touch them and stay completely true to my lovely girl. She was doing everything possible to try to please me after all; it was obvious to anybody how much she loved me..., how much we loved each other. I closed my eyes so as to not look at the semi-nude beauties at the end of the bed. "I love you Brianna..., so very much."

"Ahhh," she sighed, "I love you too baby; more than you can know." With another giggle and what almost sounded like a snort, her playful side returned. "So did that really turn you on? Hearing me cum over the phone like that?"

I swallowed hard looking down at the extremely painful tent in my jeans. Definitely I was going to have to take care of that somehow, some way. "Oh hell yeah..., that was the sexiest thing I've ever heard in my life."

"Good," she truly sounded content with herself. "Now you're going to do the same for me." My jaw dropped unsure I could actually do that. I needed to; really bad but there was no way I could do it on the phone and especially not with Gemma and Kayla right there. They'd jump in the middle and take over which would totally ruin my resolve.

"I'm uh...," I stuttered a little flustered, "I'm not alone right now, baby." There was silence on the other end for a few seconds. I pondered whether I should have given further explanation; maybe even lied and said that I was in Tim's room.

"Is um..., Gemma or Kayla there? In the room with you?" she finally asked though I heard more curiosity than jealousy at that moment. "Listen baby, it really is fine...," she must have taken my silence as a confirmation. "I knew when you left this morning that at least one of them would be tormenting you all night long." 

I let out a breath of relief; at least she understood though would she be so understanding if she knew they were topless in front of me. I knew I could never tell her what actually happened on the drive over. "I'll bet," she continued, her voice turning playfully seductive again, "my poor little Ronnie has been beating those two back with a stick all night..., and getting hornier by the minute, right?"

Again I cleared my throat and swallowed nervously looking over at Kayla, remembering the drive to St. Louis earlier that evening. "You um..., you could definitely say that, I guess."

Brianna burst into laughter. "...and then I call and cum on your phone, making matters worse for you, right baby?" I exaggerated a sigh loud enough for her to hear me. "Baby, give the phone to Gemma, please."

Completely bewildered, I passed the phone to Gemma who looked just as surprised as I was. There were a few niceties back and forth; I was really curious what she was telling her. I figured it had to be a stern warning about leaving her man alone but the look on Gemma's face was not that of a person being accused.

"Are you absolutely sure about this?" Gemma asked causing both Kayla and me to look at her inquisitively. "What about Kayla? She's here too..., should I ask her to lea...," she was obviously cut off and then moments later she passed the phone to Kayla as well, a smile breaking upon her lips as she glanced at me.

"What's up Brianna?" Kayla asked while I shrugged at Gemma trying to find out what was up. She just continued her impish smile and held up a finger for me to be patient. "Are you really serious, Brianna?" Kayla exclaimed, making me turn my head back to her. "Oh my God! Hell yeah!"

I was now more confused than ever when Kayla handed the phone back to me, a knowing glance passing between her and Gemma. "Baby?" I asked, putting the phone back to my ear. "What's up? What did you say to them?"

"It's alright love...," she spoke softly and sexily, "I want you to just lie back on the bed and talk to me. Gemma and Kayla are going to um...," she paused for a moment, "they're going to do some things and I want you to just let them. Talk to me..., tell me how it makes you feel..., pretend it's me there with you." My jaw dropped to my chest.

"Are...,are you really sure about this love?" I could already tell what she meant by 'some things'; Gemma and Kayla were both stripping out of their panties at the end of the bed, two beautiful flowers showing between their thighs as they bent over. "You're really okay with this?"

"Ronnie," she continued tenderly, "I've had plenty of time to think on my drive down here. I know you love me. I can see it in your eyes; hear it in the way you talk to me. There's not a doubt in my mind that you love me a lot..., and I love you more than anything in the world too," Gemma and Kayla each stood completely nude on either side of the bed, both pushing gently against my chest to lie back onto the pillow. 

"...and I want us to be happy together forever," she continued while Gemma leaned over my body, her white feminine teardrops dangling inches from my face while she fiddled with my belt. "But I'm also a practical girl as you know. Now the way I see it, there are three main reasons why a marriage ends up failing in the end...," Kayla sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over to untie my shoes.

"They are money, compatibility and infidelity," it was the strangest sensation holding a conversation about marriage and in particular infidelity with my girlfriend while two beautiful naked girls were stripping me of my clothes. "Between my accounting and your programming, we'll always be fine for money I'm sure," she continued.

Gemma had finally finished with my belt and started on the button and zipper to my jeans as I lie in the bed motionless, speaking with Brianna. "Yeah, I can't see money really being a problem," I added, trying not to think too much about what was happening; just letting myself go in with the moment.

"...and we've always had similar interests too," she continued, "but I was your first in bed," she added as if we were discussing the weather. Kayla finished with my shoes and pulled my socks off as well. "Guys tend to be wandering creatures and I don't want to be stuck at home with the kids while you're out running after some young skirt twenty years from now because you never knew what it was like to have another girl...," Gemma started pulling my jeans down with Kayla standing by the opposite side of the bed to help.

"...and quite honestly, watching you eat Gemma and Tammy's pussies last night was really amazing so..., I um...," she paused like she wasn't really sure how to proceed. I pushed up with my legs letting the girls pull my jeans down to my ankles with relative ease.

"You have to swear to me..., and I do mean SWEAR," she added extra emphasis on the last word, "that you'll only do it when I say so and you're with me...," my boxers now did absolutely nothing to hide the rigid erection that stood straight into the air. 

"There will be times when I'll let you be with certain other girls too; like Gemma and Kayla now." As if on cue, the two girls grabbed my boxers as well, pulling them down my legs.

"Um..., wow Brianna! Are you really sure?" quickly I reversed, not wanting this amazing dream to ever end. If I was sleeping, then please never wake me again. "I mean..., I swear Brianna..., only when you say so." My head was spinning, unable to believe the words I was hearing yet the very proof was deliciously nude before my eyes. "I'll do whatever you tell me, baby. I love you so much."

"It's ONLY when I say so," Brianna added firmly, "and with whom I say..., and I have to be there too or on the phone like this." My manhood throbbed into the chilly air with the beat of my accelerated heart as the girls finished undressing my legs. Kayla looked around and decided on a chair nearby that she brought next to the bed while Gemma leaned over, sitting on the bed's edge, and ran her tongue slowly along the length of my rod.




An Easter Family Reunion Ch. 03



"Oh wow...," I gasped feeling Gemma's smooth tongue along my tender excited skin. "I swear it baby..., whatever you tell me to do..., I'm yours forever."

"I take it they've got you undressed by now?" Brianna asked, her voice now turning sultrier than in the previous part of the conversation. Kayla pushed the chair directly against the bed and sat down, placing one foot behind my head while the other rested on my hip. Her brown lips parted to reveal her dark pink entrance to heaven; the outer folds of her sex flattening by her wide stance.

"Yeah..., Oh wow..., this is heaven baby," I whispered to Brianna as Gemma took the whole of my soldier's helmet into her eager mouth. Kayla took my free hand and placed it against her slit, massaging herself once more with my fingers. Enjoying the sensation of smooth moist warmth on my rigid rod, I watched Kayla as my middle finger slid through her folds, the dark lips parting further and then encompassing each side of it in an erotic embrace.

"Tell me what they're doing, baby. Help me to visualize it," I heard a low hum start in the background through the phone and assumed that Brianna had turned her rabbit back on.

"Ge..., Gemma is sucking on...," I gasped a bit as Gemma put an extra bit of power to her lips upon hearing her name. "...she's got about half of me in her mouth right now," I panted looking back over at Kayla. The latter turned my extended hand over to face palm up and introduced my two longest fingers into her warm canal. "Kayla ha..., has two of my fingers inside..., her, leaning back in her cha..., chair." It was really difficult to speak as Gemma took more of me into her mouth and Kayla's velvety warmth spread across my whole hand.

"Oohhh," cooed Brianna in the phone. "Your long fingers feel soooo good inside me." 

"Especially when I wiggle them about," I added both in words and in action as Kayla's mouth opened in delicious reaction. Gemma looked up at my eyes, my rod still partway in her mouth and then over at Kayla.

"Oh yeah baby, wiggle your fingers inside me love," Brianna whimpered in the phone, the humming noise becoming stronger and higher pitched. "Push them deep inside me." I did as instructed on Kayla who completely let go of my hand at that point and closed her eyes, pressing against me as she rolled her nipples between her fingers. 

Gemma let go of my rigid rod, scooting herself about on the bed to lie opposite my body with her left leg spread wide. Her light pink vulva parted; the smooth moist 'W' opening to her glistening pink inner folds that invited my touch. I took only a moment to get the hint, adjusting the phone to be held on my shoulder while slowly inserting the two longest fingers of my right hand into her womanly warmth. Content in her position, she hungrily took my soldier back in her mouth.

It took a bit of work to guide them through her orifice to the knuckles though; it was truly amazing the difference between the two girls. I had mistakenly thought all girls were like Kayla, nearly a straight shot through her deliciously soft entrance to reach her womb. With Gemma I had to curl my fingers though, the path to heaven being a lot tighter and much more curved along the way. 

"Now there's..., there's..., four fingers inside," I whispered to Brianna, feeling the heat turn up on my left hand while the right was engulfed with Gemma's tight warmth as well. 

"Oh God Ronnie..., your fingers are amazing," Brianna and Gemma both said at nearly the exact same moment. "Ohhhh hell yeah...," Kayla added, pushing herself with greater force and speed against me. 

The humming of Brianna's rabbit increased in pitch a little more and there were definite sexual slurping sounds coming through the receiver that coincided with her panting. "Faster baby..., give it to me faster now," Brianna urged me on.

With even greater determination, I matched the movements and speed of both hands digging and caressing in the girls' honey pots, quickly tapping the inner walls and trying to concentrate on making circles around both of their horny buttons. Knowing that Kayla liked it a little rougher, I added the other two fingers while Gemma was too tight for more than two.

"I'm massaging your little button with my thumb," I told Brianna, trying to describe my current actions to her. "I'm not stopping 'til you cum for me baby." 

"Oh sweet lord!" Gemma cried out, letting go of my rod from her mouth as her lips began to tremble and her stomach twitched. The heat inside was rising quickly as well as her eyes locked on mine, spacing out into pure ecstasy. 

"Oh..., oh..., yeah..., yeah...," Brianna whimpered in the phone while Kayla stood up on her left leg, keeping the right behind my head and never letting my fingers leave her. She leaned over the bed, spreading her legs even wider and pressed so close to my face that I could smell her sweet musky arousal. Quickly she took the full length of my quivering rod into her mouth, stopping only a moment to relax her throat muscles and allow my passage.

"Oh..., oh..., oh..., oh...," Gemma panted on my right. "Yeah..., yeah..., god..., Ronnie...," Brianna was breathing over the phone in her own broken pants as well. Kayla wasn't making any sounds but I could feel the vibrations of her humming along my entire length which was sending me into another hemisphere as well. The sounds of wet sliding girl lips were all around me in surround sound; in the phone and on both sides of my face. 

"Cu..., Cum for m..., me..., girls," I tried to hold my composure and talk dirty to my three beauties but Kayla was too much of an expert to let me think straight. Already that inevitable blissful feeling was creeping up inside my balls though I tried to ignore it, concentrating on giving at least one girl an orgasm before I went over the edge.

"Ron..., Ron..., R..., Ronnie," Brianna was picking up pace with her panting signaling that she was nearly there. "I'm..., I'm..., I'm...," just her sexy voice was nearly enough to make me lose everything though it was actually Gemma who came first.

"I'm cu..., cum..., cum..., RonniEEEE!" Gemma arched her back on the bed, pushing her bare breasts into the air as she pressed hard against my hand. Her already tight canal gripped at my fingers like a door slamming on them..., but in a good way. Convulsions and spasms, twitching in her legs and stomach; she had no real rhythm to it at all. She just came fast, hard and completely out of control.

Still, I couldn't really focus much more on Gemma as Brianna followed her by only a few seconds. "I lov..., love youuuuu!" she must have woken up the entire hotel with that high pitched squeal. Even Kayla pulled up of my rod to look at the phone in amazement, her own face trembling for her own impeding orgasm. Still, the break was enough so that I wouldn't lose myself just yet and I had only one more girl to push over the edge.

With a sharp push of my left hand, I popped my four fingers inside her beyond the knuckle and nearly to my wrist. Her eyes grew huge as her mouth dropped followed soon by her willpower to hold herself up as her body collapsed over mine. Her clit hood was spread wide, the little button quivering just above my nose so I arched my head and locked my lips around it, sucking on it with all my strength.

"Fu..., fu..., fu..., fu...,fu...,fu..., fuuuuckkkk!" my hand and mouth was instantly bathed in an explosion of hot sticky girl juice though I refused to let go of Kayla's throbbing clit from my lips. She sent another few explicatives in the air as a second wave soon followed the first, the two overlapping as she sprayed more of her sweet nectar into my assaulting mouth. 

Gemma meanwhile had pulled herself off my fingers and bounded to the middle of the bed. I couldn't see her as Kayla's spread convulsing womanhood was in my eyesight but I felt my rod being touched and quickly sliding through her curved tight hole, the pressures increased on all sides by the snaking action that it forced on me.

I withdrew my hand from Kayla's overspread canal but I kept my lips locked on her clit, using both arms to wrap around her legs and keep her pinned to me though she struggled to get off. Gemma was panting again as well as she slid up and down on my shaft and that edge I was at quickly returned.

Letting go of Kayla for just a second, I spoke with Brianna in the phone. "Baby..., Gem..., Gem..., Gemma's on..., m..., me..., an..., and..., I'm...,"

"Yeah my sweet baby," Brianna spoke sexily through the receiver. "Let yourself go love..., cum for me now..., I'm letting you cum inside Gemma's tight pussy, baby." As she spoke, I assailed Kayla's clit once more causing her grunts and groans as her convulsions came on harder and softer but not really actually stopped.

Gemma was crying out to heaven as well as she bounced up and down on my shaft, making my rod contort slightly as it slid through her curves. I was tightening the muscles in my groin as hard as I could trying to hold back but as she slammed down on me a final time, I had no more strength left.

"Oh Damn!" I growled. Wave upon wave coursed through my body from every extremity; the electricity all flowing to my balls and finally in an eruption from my manhood deep into Gemma's depths that made her squeal as she felt it paint her insides. Instantly her body locked down on mine, convulsing in orgasm once more as it begged for every drop of my seed. 

In complete exhaustion, I collapsed my head into the pillow, my arms no longer strong enough to hold Kayla in place. She didn't move either though; her entire body lay limp over mine as her spread brown-pink flower slowly dripped her warm juices on my neck. Gemma leaned forward as well, putting her head over Kayla's and not bothering to even pull me from her.

"Wow...," Brianna giggled through the phone. "That sounded completely amazing." I struggled just enough to pull the phone to my ear.

"Yeah...," was all I could say. "I love you..., baby...," I couldn't really catch my breath; I was too exhausted now.

"Oh..., oh..., yeah..., Tim!" Sabrina's voice came through the walls as the bed in the neighboring room started banging rhythmically against the common wall. "Oh mother Earth..., goddess of the waning moon...," her voice was higher than I had ever heard her speak before as Tim's grunts echoed her words. 

Kayla lifted her head forcing Gemma to move as well as I slowly slid from her heavenly grip. "Copycats!" she shouted at the wall and we all laughed.

"What was that all about?" Brianna asked and I told her what we were hearing. "Well, at least they're having some fun too," she giggled. "Alright baby..., it's late now and we both have to drive a long way tomorrow."

"Yeah love..., it is. I love you baby. Call you tomorrow night, okay?"

"You better..., I'm buying a webcam when I get home..., hint, hint," she giggled and I couldn't help but crack up laughing. "Good night baby."

As I said goodnight as well and hung up the phone, Kayla and Gemma laid beside me on the bed both in their full nudity. Laying their heads upon my shoulders and wrapping my arms around their bodies, they were soon fast asleep. I looked at them both, still unable to believe what all had happened that day and then closed my eyes, whispering into the night, "What a day..., oh God, what a day."

*****

We all woke up much later than we intended, being physically exhausted from the night before. To make matters worse, Gemma and Kayla both refused to get ready until I agreed to personally bath each of them in the shower. It was only ten minutes until our noon checkout by the time we met Tim and Sabrina downstairs.

"Well it's about time," Tim stood up, folding his massive arms like he was upset. "You know..., if you didn't stay up until god knows when...,"

Kayla broke him off with an upturned middle finger and Gemma added that they weren't the only ones staring them both down. Sabrina blushed while Tim rolled his eyes jokingly, heading to the desk to check us out.

"So I'm riding with Ronnie again, right?" Kayla announced it more than asking. Gemma took her own keys from her pocket and put them in Kayla's hand though. 

"Nope..., it's my turn."

Sabrina looked at the two of them and then back at me like I had become some muscleman freak show. "These two fighting over you like this..., what happened to you and Brianna?" 

I blushed while Gemma answered for me. "They're still very much together..., don't worry. I just want to TALK with Ronnie about some things, that's all." 

Kayla rolled her eyes as Gemma emphasized the word 'talk' as if she knew there were other plans going on. Personally I was wondering if she might actually have other plans though I decided not to get in the middle of it. I wasn't going to touch her; not without Brianna's approval. That was the deal, period.

"Fine," Kayla huffed looking at Gemma like she could kill. "It's a twelve-hour trip so we can change up throughout the day; fair enough?" Gemma agreed and Sabrina just shook her head.

"I don't know what it is about you lately, Ronnie," Sabrina smiled at me. "You just seem to have all the girls after you these days." I blushed and shrugged goofily causing all three of them to laugh. "Don't worry, secret stays with me, you three."

The three of us looked at each other knowing that there was no secret to hold; Brianna had been the one to organize it after all. When Tim returned, we headed for the cars; Gemma accompanying me while Kayla searched out Gemma's car.

The Monday lunch rush hour was in full force and we took quite some time to get onto the highway, quickly losing track of the other cars in the madhouse. Two long grueling hours later, we finally made it to the open road and once the traffic had cleared a bit, I turned to look at Gemma.

"So what's on your mind? What were you so anxious to talk with me about?" She smiled sweetly at me though I could see in her eyes there was more to it. 

"Can't I just want to enjoy some time with my favorite cousin?" her voice dripped with sarcasm..., there was no doubt something else was on her mind but I was determined not to go there; no matter what.

"Yeah, well I guess," I shrugged turning back toward the road but in a matter of minutes, I felt her fingers trailing down my arm until they rested over my hand on the gearshift. She tried to pick up my hand in hers but I resisted. "What are you doing?"

"Well my sweet Ronnie...," she looked at me with a sparkle in her eye. "There ARE two things that I want to talk to you about really." I nodded my head fully knowing that she had something up her sleeve; even if she was wearing a sleeveless blouse.

"...And what exactly is that?"

She bit her bottom lip as she gazed on me. "First..., do you remember on Saturday night when I told Brianna that I had lots of experience so she would let me teach you..., but then I told you how I had lied?" I nodded, recalling the conversation decent enough. It had been the first time I had ever even touched a girl intimately.

"There was something else that I lied about that night too," she continued, leaning closer to me so that her chin nearly rested against my arm. "Honestly..., I really am in love with you." She pried my hand off the gearshift, interlocking her fingers in mine. I didn't react immediately because I was in such shock to hear her admit it.

As I didn't know what to say to that, there were a few moments of awkward silence but soon she guided my hand toward her body and down between her legs. She was wearing a pleated skirt and I quickly found out, there were no panties beneath it. "Hey, only when Brianna says so..., remember?"

"Well, that's the catch, now isn't it...," Gemma's face turned devilish as she leaned her head on my shoulder, forcing my hand to stay caught between her legs. "You see..., I know what you did with Kayla yesterday right here in this seat..., and I also know that Brianna doesn't know about that one either. She probably wouldn't be too happy to hear you openly cheated on her less than 24 hours after you two got together."

I froze but Gemma obviously had thought this out well. She pressed my hand against her warmth and the full picture was starting to come into play for me. "I really do love you Ronnie," she whispered in my ear. "Brianna can be your wife..., that's fine with me. In the stories that I read, it's always the mistress who has more fun anyway." She broke into a giggle but quickly straightened her face back to seriousness. "That's what I want to be Ronnie; your mistress lover...."