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I'll Be Home for Summer Vacation

By: MayorReynolds



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a followup to my previous story, I'll Be Home for Spring Break. Although this story stands well enough on its own, I recommend reading the first installment for the full experience.

TWO MONTHS AGO...

When she left home the plan was a mere seedling. Now it was a leafy, blooming flower, ripe for the picking. Jess knew, with all her heart and mind, that her roommate Tabitha would soon be hers. 

No seduction was needed. Tabitha already wanted her; Jess had simply overlooked it. Her unforgettable Spring Break had made all clear, as if the truth had been present all along. 

It was a coincidence that the two girls arrived at the same time. They met at their dorm's entrance. 

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

They hugged. Though it was brief, it awoke Jess' new sapphic cravings. Physically, Tabitha was on par with Jess. They were both on the short side, and in the breast department, sported only handfuls. They differed in skin tone and hair color. Jess was a pale, freckled ginger. Tabitha had an exotic looking mane of dark hair, supplemented by frequent visits to the tanning bed. 

Jess and Tabitha entered their meager living space and starting unpacking.

"How was your trip?" Tabitha asked.

Jess suppressed a smile. "It was nice."

"How did...mine was nice, too."

Jess caught that. Tabitha was about to ask how things went with Jess' mother. When Jess departed for Spring Break the situation with her mom had been a source of apprehension and anxiety. Tabitha was being polite, putting the matter aside until Jess was ready to talk. 

What Tabitha didn't know was that the reunion between Jess and her mother had led to orgasmic bliss. Tabitha also wasn't aware that Jess' Aunt Brenda and cousin Allison got involved, helping Jess ascend a taboo ladder where her mother, Adrian, waited at the top. 

As they unloaded their bags, Jess sprang the first phase of her plan into action.

She waited until Tabitha was turned, then laid the RealisticCock, the proverbial key that had unlocked the incestuous door, onto her bed. 

"What is that?" Tabitha exclaimed with shock.

Jess feigned nonchalance. "Oh, this? A birthday present from my cousin Allison. It's called a RealisticCock. Kind of a gag gift, I guess." 

She started to put it in her nightstand. 

"Can I...?" Tabitha held out her hand. 

"Huh? Oh, sure."

Jess handed the toy to Tabitha. She gripped it mid-shaft, staring in awe. The rubber dick was finely crafted. It had bulging veins, a detailed set of balls, and a ridge that shaped its crimson head. 

"My God," Tabitha gasped. "And have you tried it?"

"Oh yeah," Jess answered, monitoring changes in her tone. 

"I mean, it looks like the real thing, but the material it's made of. I'd worry it would, I dunno, hurt."

"It feels awesome," Jess proclaimed. "Once you're ready, it slides in with no friction at all. Perfect." 

A week ago Jess couldn't have been so open. But this was the new, sexually awakened Jess. 

Tabitha blushed. Whether that was embarrassment or arousal Jess couldn't tell; she hoped it was the latter. Tabitha handed back the RealisticCock and Jess put it away.

"If you wanna try it sometime, feel free," Jess offered. 

Tabitha shuffled her feet. "Maybe I will."

Another pussy for its resume. Jess grinned at the thought. 

"Well, it was a long drive, and I'm feeling pretty gross," Tabitha said. "I'm gonna take a shower."

It was just as Jess hoped. 

"Have fun!" Jess said. 

Tabitha smiled before leaving. "You too. Don't be too tough on your RealisticCock while I'm gone."

Jess waited until she was sure Tabitha was showering. Then she grabbed the towel and RealisticCock.

The outside hall was mostly barren, save two other girls who were walking in opposite directions. Jess made her way to the communal shower room, keeping the RealisticCock concealed under the towel. 

The large room was evenly divided. The first half had toilets on one end. Sinks and mirrors were on the other. Further down were the shower stalls, walled by yellow curtains. 

One stall was hissing. Jess surveyed the room, making sure she was alone. Then she quickly stripped off her clothes. The rest of her body was sparsely freckled. Her aureole were small, petrified ends on her little tits.

Jess shuddered with pleasant memories at seeing her shaved pussy. She remembered Allison's careful and professional grooming. Hairs were beginning to reemerge. Jess would soon take care of that. 

Still pretending this was all innocent, she threw the towel over her bare shoulder, keeping the RealisticCock hidden. Then she smiled and pulled back the curtain. 

The wet and naked Tabitha jumped. "Jess!"

"Oh! I'm sorry, I thought this was empty," Jess lied. 

Tabitha's tips were slightly larger than Jess' but with the same mild depth. Soap suds slid between her tits and down her tummy. There was no hint of any tan lines. Jess was awestruck. Her pussy leaked at the sight before her.

"You," Tabitha said with a knowing smirk, "are a damned liar, Jess."

Jess stepped inside, closing the curtain. She slipped behind her roommate and put her arms around her middle.

"Mm, am I?" Jess cooed. "I can find another stall, you know." She kissed her roommate's neck.

"You could," Tabitha replied. "But you won't. You wanna know why?"

Jess cupped Tabitha's soaked, soapy tits, leaning close to her ear. "Why?"

"Because I won't let you." 

The two girls collided under the water's low pressure. Hands and mouths changed places. Tabitha planted kisses on Jess' neck, shoulders, and clavicle; her hands groped the girl's small ass. Jess licked Tabitha's cheek, groped her tanned tit and slid two fingers in her, evoking a moan in response. Tabitha was no virgin, and her cunt was a tight squeeze. 

They continued this frantic and uncoordinated dance until Tabitha stopped. 

"What if somebody hears us?"

"You're right! Gosh, that would be terrible," Jess replied, barely serious. 

"My God," Tabitha remarked. "You came back a kinky bitch, Jess."

Jess was still pistoning in and out of Tabitha's slippery twat. The shower was quiet enough that sucking sounds could be heard. 

Then Jess dropped her bomb. 

"I brought a friend in here with me."

With her free arm, Jess lifted the towel she'd rested on the shower wall, revealing the RealisticCock like a main course.

"I offered to let you borrow it," Jess reminded her. "I just didn't say when or how."

Jess rubbed the cockhead against Tabitha's distended, puffy pussy lips. Her roommate sported a dark landing strip.

"Say when," Jess said in her best Saturday Night Live Pepper Boy skit voice, brushing up and down, "say—"

"—fucking shove it in me!" Tabitha growled. 

Jess didn't. She rubbed faster. "Has it been a while, Tabitha?"

"Mmm!" 

"Been unfulfilled lately?" 

"Yes," Tabitha groaned. 

Jess guided the RealisticCock to its hilt. Tabitha squealed and squirmed. The redhead began a steady back and forth motion, pulling the RealisticCock almost out before driving it in again. 

"Oh God yes, oh God yes, oh, GOD, YES!" 

Tabitha threw her head back and went rigid. Jess kept the RealisticCock in place; she was shocked to get such a fast cum out of her friend. Tabitha looked at Jess with new eyes.

"Again?" Jess asked.

"No," Tabitha said. "It's your fucking turn."

After Jess came three times and Tabitha twice more, the water was chilly. They couldn't keep their hands off each other as they hurried back to their room. They collapsed on Jess' bed in a struggling tangle of arms and legs. Jess utilized the pussy eating lessons she'd learned from her familial teachers. 

In the aftermath, they cuddled in a spent embrace, the scent and flavor of each others pussies on their rapid-fire breaths, all over their naked bodies. 

Tabitha turned to her new lover. 

"Alright. Fess. What happened?"

FRIDAY, MAY 3.

"Open it."

"You first."

"No, I insist."

"Hm. Same time?" 

Jess unfolded the paper and scanned it. She broke out in a wild smile. 

"3.7!" she exclaimed. 

"3.9!" Tabitha yelled. 

"Yes! We kicked freshman year's ass!" Jess beamed as they hugged each other on Tabitha's bed.

"We should celebrate, Ginger Snap," Tabitha suggested.

"What did you have in mind, Tabby Cat?" Jess asked. 

"How else do we always celebrate?" Tabitha grinned. 

Jess unbuttoned and unzipped Tabitha's jeans. "I can think of a few ways."

"Oh, that reminds me." 

Tabitha walked to Jess' nightstand. Her pants dropped to her knees. She kicked them off, revealing the nothing she wore underneath. She pulled the RealisticCock out of the drawer.

"I sprayed Willy Wollop and ran him under the sink today," Tabitha explained. "It's been forever since he's had a bath."

"I'm sure he's very happy," Jess said. 

"But I'll bet he can't wait to get dirty again, the bad boy."

'Willy Wollop' had received plenty of action over the last two months. But after Jess' confession, Tabitha was silent for three days. The waiting was unnerving for Jess, so much so that she began feeling that guilt she thought was long gone.

And then, one afternoon, a naked Tabitha attacked Jess after class. Since then, the girls kept air freshener beside the door; their room was filled with pussy fumes ever morning, either remnants of previous nights or fun at sunrise. 

"Uh oh," Jess said. She'd removed her own bottoms and was combing through her mons. "Embers are coming back."

Tabitha examined her own naked cunt. "Same here. Whose turn is it to shave who?"

"Believe it's yours."

Tabitha smirked. "Are you lying, Ginger Snap?"

Jess spread her legs, offering her dampened pussy for sacrifice. "Do you care?"

"Oh no," Tabitha said. "But I think Willy Wollop is really riled up after his bath. I don't think he'd mind a few little hairs. 

"Actually," Jess began, popping a finger in her mouth to taste her twat, "I have a better plan for him."

Tabitha was visibly flushed. "Yeah? What's that?"

"Let's torture him," Jess smiled. 

Tabitha cocked her head. "What do you mean?"

Jess curled her finger, the wet one, in a 'come here' gesture. Tabitha complied. Jess pulled her on top of her. 

"We make him watch," Jess said huskily. 

Tabitha kissed Jess on the neck, making her squirm. "Oh, poor Willy Wollop." 

She got up to place the toy vertically and at an angle where 'he' had a perfect vantage point. 

Tabitha returned to the bed, where in between kissing her way down Jess' freckled body she said, "I feel (kiss) bad for (kiss, kiss) teasing him so bad."

Jess scooted up further. "And the poor thing doesn't have hands of his own."

"Then I have an idea," Tabitha suggested. "Let's cut the poor guy a break."

She guided Jess into a different position and then straddled her cowgirl style, their wet pussies synchronized. 

"Why don't we give him such a hot show that he cums himself even without hands?" Tabitha cooed.

"Tabby Cat, that's...oh."

Tabitha started grinding in a circular motion. Jess raised herself to accept her friend's movements. She cupped Tabitha's tits, kneading the humble protrusions in her fingers. At the center of their union their stubbly pussies became a sloppy mess, and with each roll and grind, more wetness lubed up the hastening act. 

Jess came a little; Tabitha took it as a cue to move faster, grind harder. Both girls' nipples were fully engorged, their cunts swollen and stirred. 

By now their tribbing was filling the room with their scents. Tabitha breathed them in. Another, stronger climax hit Jess, curling her toes. She thrashed her head about as a third threatened to explode. 

"You like this?" Tabitha gasped. 

"Mm."

"You fucking like this?"

"Yes, Tabby Cat, yes!"

Tabitha went silent, save for her rapid respiration. 

"Don't call me Tabby Cat," Tabitha said. 

"What?"

"I'm not Tabby Cat," Tabitha reiterated. 

"T-then who...oh God..."

"I'm mom, Jess. Call me mom!"

Tabitha's words brought Jess to a new level of arousal. She bucked and moaned as their frenzied scissoring continued. 

"Oh fuck!" she screamed. 

"That's right," Tabitha insisted, covered in sweat, feeling a massive orgasm of her own rising. "I'm mom, Jess. I'm your fucking mother. Say it."

"Oh God, Tabitha."

"Say it!"

"MOM!" Jess screamed. The coup de grace climax knocked her mind and body senseless. When she came down from a high so strong no words could paint it, she was tangled in Tabitha's flesh, their naked bodies sullied with sweat and cunt juice. Tabitha was kissing her shoulder. 

Jess peered at the silent, stoic Willy Wollop. 

"Do you think we've tortured him enough?" she asked, drained but still eager.

"Mm?" Tabitha looked at the RealisicCock as well. "No, I don't think so. I'm sure he understands that we're not done yet."

"That so?"

"Oh yes."

The girls had several blissful orgasms in an intense 69, after which they both stared at Willy Wollop and made a display of a slow, sensuous, deep tongue kiss, exchanging their feminine flavors. Tabitha's taste soaked her partner. That would bode quite well for Willy Wollop, she decided. He'd slide right in.

****

Jess and Tabitha were finally spent. Willy Wallop, sticky with a fresh coat of juices, had been haphazardly tossed aside. 

"So what are your plans for summer?" Tabitha asked, stroking Jess' red hair.

"I'm going home for summer break," Jess replied. 

"Oh." Tabitha smiled. "To see your mom?"

"Yeah," Jess acknowledged. "And everybody else too. But there's one other thing."

It peaked Tabitha's curiosity. "What's that?"

Jess gulped and prepared herself. She'd been thinking about it a while; now it was time to say it. 

"Tabby Cat, I'm going home. And I want you to come with me." 

SATURDAY, MAY 4.

The last box was packed. The sheets and comforters were stripped from the beds. The closet was emptied. The carpet was vacuumed.

Jess and Tabitha had worked all morning to give their dorm a proper sendoff. They'd showered after the cleaning was over, making sure to reward each other for their hard work.

Now they sat together on a barren mattress. Their families would only need to help with boxes.

Tabitha seemed fine with the idea of spending a week together. She raised no questions at all about what might happen during summer break, or what Jess would do if Allison, Aunt Brenda or Adrian made a move. It hadn't been discussed. 

Tabitha looked over their task list. All the handwritten boxes were checked. 

"That's everything," she said. "Carpet, closets, sheets, drawers emptied. All that's left is turning in our keys. So what now?"

"Tabitha..."

"Hmm?"

"You know what happened. You know every detail. Are you sure you're comfortable with this? A-are you weirded out?"

"That isn't the term I'd use," Tabitha replied. "This is some sketch you've gotten yourself into. I won't lie. But I've had time to think about it. And maybe..."

"...maybe...?"

"This thing with your aunt, your, your cousin, and your mom...I'm cool with it," Tabitha said. "I'm cool with it even though this is certainly uncommon. Dare I say it? I'm cool with whatever you get into while I'm there. I was just wondering if we can work out a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

Tabitha grinned, and it was that naughty, suggestive grin that always got Jess oil-slick. 

"While we're there, your relatives get to fuck you however many ways or however many times they want. But I get to have my own fun."

"Define your own fun." 

"Oh, we'll play it by ear, Ginger Snap. I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable."

She chuckled. "Well maybe not too uncomfortable."

"So you mean joining in," Jess said. "Right?"

"If it came down to that, how would you feel?"

"Well, I'll tell you this right now. Mom, Allison, and Aunt Brenda are horny freaks. Especially Allison. I've never heard them talk about bringing anybody into their bed except themselves, but I doubt they'd turn you away."

"But how would you feel?" Tabitha reiterated with seriousness. 

It was an interesting question. For the entire semester, Jess hadn't shared her Tabby Cat with anyone, nor had she ventured outside of the relationship. It was a concept that was new, strange, and with a big question mark instead of a period. 

For now, Jess smiled. "We'll play it by ear." 

"Then we have a deal?" 

Jess clasped her lover's hand. "Deal."

Jess' cellphone started blaring. So did Tabitha's. They both took their respective calls. 

"Hi, mom," Jess answered. 

"Hi, sweetie. Ready to bid freshman year goodbye?" Adrian responded. 

"Not sure yet."

Adrian chuckled. "Well, we're pulling up by your building. We think it's the right one. Believe your roommate's crew is behind us as well."

"Clefton Tower?" Jess asked.

"Yep."

"That's our building. Who all's with you?"

"It's me, Aunt Brenda, Cody, Allison, and Uncle Harry."

Jess felt a knot in her gut. "Uncle Harry?"

"Yeah, we figured that even with all our girl-power we needed a man to help us if we decided to get lazy."

There was laughter in the background. Uncle Harry said something unintelligible. 

"Yeah, and then we'll just leave you there," Adrian said to him. 

The last time Jess saw Uncle Harry was when she was leaving. He'd been sitting on the porch, quiet and observant. He hadn't bothered to say goodbye.

There had been a look in his eye, Jess remembered. It was a look that didn't express positive feelings. 

Of course, Uncle Harry probably knew about the women in the family. He had to know. 

"Jess? You there?" 

"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah." 

"Well we're parked. Both cars. Hurry down."

****

There were hugs, greetings and introductions all around. Jess' camp was welcoming and warm to Tabitha. Jess detected no animosity from Adrian.

Tabitha introduced the family to her own. 

"Everyone, this is my family. My mom, Kendra..."

Kendra was tall and youthful in appearance. She had raven-black hair that matched Tabitha's, and her eyes were narrowed and green, accented by eye shadow. She was a stunning beauty. 

"...my oldest sister, Sybil..."

Sybil also had dark hair that she wore wavy and past her shoulders. She held her mouth slightly open, exposing pretty teeth. Sybil was also attractive, and with the same bust size as her youngest sis. She was as tall as Kendra.

"...and my second oldest sister, Kate."

In contrast to the other two women, 22-year-old Kate was blonde. She shared Tabitha's brown eyes. Height-wise, she was the medium of the three siblings. Youngest to oldest also meant least to greatest height. 

Jess noticed that Kate wasn't wearing a bra. Underneath her button-up blouse were plump tits that bounced with each movement. Neither Kate nor Kendra lacked in bust size. Poor Sybil and Tabitha got the worst out of that deal. 

"Alright, so everything's checked off," Tabitha told the crowd. "We just have a few boxes." 

Tabitha took the lead as the other women and the silent Uncle Harry followed them. 

Little Cody, Allison's son, clung to his mother's neck. Jess noticed that Allison had lost a great deal of her baby weight, and more besides. Allison had always been thicker in comparison to the others but had developed quite the alluring figure while Jess was away. 

"I like her," Allison whispered to Jess as she walked past. 

Knowing Allison, that wasn't an 'I like her' in any platonic sense. It was more of an "I'm going to pin her to a bed and make her cum over and over," 'like her.' 


I'll Be Home for Summer Vacation



Everything was already arranged. Tabitha would go home with Jess' family. Tabitha's mother and sisters would send off Tabitha with enough supplies to last her a week and take the rest upstate. Kate would drive Tabitha's car. Uncle Harry had brought his large SUV with a U-Haul attached to the back. As Jess and Tabitha's room was emptied out, there was occasional chit-chat. At one point Jess and Adrian walked side-by-side, carrying a load of plastic containers in the warm sunshine. 

"I like her," Adrian said. "She's sweet. And very happy."

"Allison says she likes her too," Jess responded. "In one more than one way, I think."

"Oh, don't worry," Adrian assured her. "Allison's just a mixed bag after the split-up. Don't feel jealous. But speaking of which..."

"She knows," Jess answered before the question. 

Adrian tensed. "You never mentioned that. "How does she feel?"

"Casual," Jess observed. "Oddly casual." 

They stacked the containers into the U-Haul, atop the collection that was already there. 

"And how do you feel?" Adrian asked her daughter. 

Jess' libido awakened and her heart thumped. That strange genetic conundrum beckoned her to jump Adrian right here in the parking lot. 

Adrian's face reddened; she clearly felt the same way and was practically reading her daughter's mind.

"Jess, sweetie?"

"Y-yes?" Jess struggled, trying to keep her desires under control.

"Maybe we should hold off," Adrian suggested. "I know, what you're thinking. We should save it until we're in a less compromising place."

Jess nodded. "Sounds good."

They walked back to the building, suppressing wild carnal desires. 

****

I don't blame Jess, Tabitha thought. 

She'd found Adrian to be stunningly gorgeous, an older and taller replica of Jess. Although Tabitha didn't think of 37 as the point of no return—her own mother was a good example of age hiding itself—she hadn't been prepared for the feelings Adrian stirred up in her. The only difference between mother and daughter were their tits. Adrian was a cup size bigger. 

Nor did Tabitha expect Cousin Allison to be so keen on checking her out. It was easily noticed; Allison sneaked glances here and there, but Tabitha had been born with a heightened sense of awareness. Allison obviously wanted her. 

Brenda was also a looker. Age had been slightly crueler to her but she kept up appearances. Allison was sexy too, but Tabitha soon realized it was obvious animal lust that enhanced the cousin's hotness. 

Everyone grabbed a box. Allison and Harry took command of Jess' nightstand and moved it toward the open door. 

Tabitha wondered if Harry knew about the family's odd situation, and if so, what he thought. He seemed to be in a content mood; every now and then he'd make small talk or crack a joke. But Tabitha didn't need another semester of psychology to understand that certain people were good at hiding their emotions.

She'd kept Jess' secret safe. Tabitha's family didn't know about it, and they weren't aware of the wild love affair that these walls had witnessed. Tabby decided to save that revelation for later. If she and Jess continued to be an item, they would eventually have to come out. 

"This box is heavy," Kate complained as they made their way toward the elevator. 

"You're such a whiner," Kendra responded. 

"Oh, I am not." 

"That's all you did, all the way down here. Whine, whine. Look at Tabitha. She's smaller than you and that box has gotta be half her weight."

The comment quieted Kate down. Tabitha's family had to pull together and work hard after Kendra's adventurous husband left them long ago, draining half of Kendra's savings to escape to parts unknown. It had been a long, difficult journey for everyone, but they'd all made it through. They looked out for one another, and they emphasized with hardships. 

"Another thing, Kate," Sybil said from behind them. "You knew we'd be doing a lot of heavy lifting and loading today. You didn't think to wear a bra?"

"Why do you care?" Kate shot back.

"I don't," Sybil replied. "Your boobs are just bouncing all over the place."

Kate tossed her hair in an 'I don't give a damn' way. 

They reached the elevator. Allison and Harry went in first, followed by the other three. 

As they packed in, Kate brushed against Tabitha. Her unbound tits made brief contact with her sister.

Tabitha's face warmed. 

****

Uncle Harry drove, with Aunt Brenda up front. In the middle seat sat Jess and Tabitha. Cody's car seat divided them from Allison. Adrian sat in the very back.

"It was clean divorce for me," Allison was saying, "especially with Bobby's affair. He signed Cody over to me and bailed."

"I'm sorry," Tabitha said. 

"Hey, don't be," Allison said. "It wasn't meant to be. We married for the baby's sake. Bobby was ready to cut out my forth month. This is as good for him as it is for me."

"My dad left us too," Tabitha meekly revealed. "Years ago. Disappeared without a trace."

"A mother and three daughters? That must have been tough," Aunt Brenda said. 

Tabitha nodded. "It was. But we got through it."

"Well, I'd say this is company on common ground," Adrian added. "Jess' father left us as well. We were both young. Not sure what to do with ourselves."

Uncle Harry turned up the radio. 

"Bit-ney," Cody pointed out. 

Allison giggled. "That's right, little man. It's Britney Spears. Should I be excited or worried?"

Jess shifted. She was in quite a fix, sitting close to not one, but three women who ignited lustful cravings within her. 

It was going to be a long drive home.

****

Tabitha's stuff was still packed. Jess' containers were unopened and unsorted. The bedroom was cluttered with freshman year's belongings. 

It was a testament to how much of a hurry the girls were in, and why, after Adrian's quick house tour, Jess was suddenly naked and spread eagle, with Tabitha fucking Ginger Snap's moist cunt with two fingers.

"Make me cum," Jess gasped. "Make me cum again. Please...please."

Tabitha drove in deep. Jess growled through a second thunderous climax, grabbing and squeezing her tits. It took her a while to return. 

"I've never seen you this horny," Tabitha observed, her face red and burning, her nipples standing at attention. They were both naked, and while Tabitha's crotch glistened, she hadn't cum herself. 

Tabitha patted her lover's red bush. "We still haven't taken care of that, have we?"

Jess sat up, famine in her eyes "We'll have plenty of time for that. But first...first...it's your turn to cum."

Instead, Tabitha stood. "Not yet."

"What do you mean?" 

Her curiosity heightened when Tabitha started getting dressed. 

"Somebody else in this house is waiting for a good cum," Tabitha explained. 

"You mean, my mom...you want..."

Tabitha put a shirt over her otherwise naked tits. "Remember our deal? I just had an idea."

She gave Jess a quick kiss. "I want you to go to your mom. Take her to her room. I'm going to conduct a field study."

"You want to watch us?" Jess asked rhetorically. 

"The closet looks like it has a nice view," Tabitha said. 

Jess was half-amused, half-shocked. "You voyeuristic—"

"—motherfucker," Tabitha smiled, hands on her hips. 

Jess playfully hit her with a pillow. "Are you serious, though? That wouldn't be too much? To see, I mean?"

"I'll let you know when you're done," Tabitha replied. "Tell you what. Let's not say it's part of an 'agreement.' Let's call it a dare."

She was smiling and Jess was smiling. A moment passed where they said nothing. 

"Okay, I'll do it," Jess agreed. She gathered her clothes. 

"Just let me get in place before you rush off," Tabitha said. 

Tabitha parted the bedroom door, looked around, and left.

Jess sat on the bed again. She hugged a pillow to her chest, moaning when the fabric touched her sensitive and engorged nipples.

I can't believe I just agreed to do this.

Yet she was going to. And she would probably love it. 

****

Tabitha found the house empty and quiet. That was strange. She was expecting to need stealth. Maybe Adrian would be typing in her study or working in the kitchen. 

But there was no one. The lights were on but Adrian was MIA. 

It took Tabitha a second to remember where the master bedroom was. She made her way there, being very careful in case an unseen family member was out of view. 

Her attention was captured upon reaching Adrian's closed door. 

A very intense sex session between two women was going on. Moans permeated the oak.

Jess couldn't have beaten Tabitha here. It had to be someone else. 

Tabitha tried the doorknob. It yielded. She carefully pushed through. 

Her breath caught in her throat. The noise boosted, and she caught the scent of excited pussy.

The tangles of red and brown hair, the shapes: it was Brenda and Adrian. Sweaty, ecstatic, nude, enraptured in their passion, the two women were locked in a 69. With their faces drowning in each others cunts, neither noticed the newcomer. 

Brenda was a professional. The way her tongue danced and swept across her sister's pussy, lapping up juices and spelling unspeakable words in Adrian's folds, was artistry. Tabitha struggled to remain composed. Her pussy was wide awake, had been since before she'd brought Ginger Snap to two orgasms. It was difficult to reach the closet unseen.

There was enough space for someone her size to get comfortable. An open grate in the wood offered a perfect view. Tabitha touched herself and jumped. 

I can't believe this. Cannot believe this. Cannot. I'm sitting here watching two sisters eat each other in a 69 and it's turning me on!?

Tabitha was astounded by her behavior's absurdity. All the same, her body was reacting. She ran her fingers over her dark stubble.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck!" Adrian screamed to the heavens. Brenda wiped her mouth. They were changing places now, offering Tabitha a full view of their bodies. 

Brenda had a slight sag in her ample tits. Her aureole were a dark color in the center of her orbs instead of shaped and defined. She sported a brown landing strip that contrasted with Adrian, whose pussy was bare. 

Adrian's freckled skin was a shocking resemblance to her daughter's. Her tits were pale, and her tips raised and dark red, the size of half dollars. 

Brenda and Adrian went back to consuming each other, with Brenda's cunt the exhibit this time. To say that Adrian was also a pro was the century's understatement. Her tongue work a delightful kind of magic, and she knew which parts of her sister's pussy were the most sensitive. 

These two had been at this for a long time. 

Adrian sucked, licked and nuzzled her face in the sopping twat. In spite of herself, Tabitha lifted half of her sweat-soaked shirt above her shoulder. Tabby kneaded her left tit with one hand while the other worked her shorts down. 

She heard the door open. Her Ginger Snap's bare ass appeared in the grate, hands on her hips. 

That little slut! She didn't even bother putting her clothes back on!

The two women broke apart, twisting to see. 

"So, did you plan this?" Jess asked. "Is this my welcome home party?"

Brenda and Adrian made 'come here' gestures. 

Jess walked toward the bed, her ass cheeks swaying with her movement. Tabitha's cunt throbbed and ached. She worked a slow and steady frig. 

Jess was pulled down by mother and aunt, sister and sister. They ran their hands all over Jess' naked, freckled body and pecked her with with kisses. Jess writhed and gasped when Adrian squeezed Ginger Snap's tits while Brenda stroked her niece's pussy.

Tabitha was so overwhelmed by this taboo situation that she didn't realize how fast she was masturbating. Her fingers plowed her cunt with wild abandon, and with all the excitement from earlier, she was nearing an orgasm. 

She stopped to catch her breath. 

This is wrong. This is so wrong.

But she couldn't look away. No power could move her eyes from the show. 

Jess fought a battle with her mother's mouth; their tongues tangled as their lips overlapped. Aunt Brenda had spread her niece's legs apart and was holding Jess' pussy open with two fingers, running her tongue over the inflamed flesh. 

Tabitha came hard. She stifled the noise. The closet was filling with her scent but she wasn't worried; the room itself was aromatic enough. One pussy fragrance couldn't be distinguished from the cloud. 

Aunt Brenda stopped eating her niece's cunt. Lost in the throes of ecstasy, working toward climax # 2, Tabby could barely comprehend, but stayed focused. 

"You were right," Brenda said. "This is your welcome home party. And your Aunt Brenda has a present for you."

Brenda opened the nightstand and produced a small, wrapped box that was fitted with a bow. 

"I think this'll go great with that favorite toy of yours," Brenda said as Jess undid the wrapping. 

Tabitha covered her mouth when she saw it. 

"It's called a Butterfly," Aunt Brenda explained. "It straps onto your clitty."

Jess extracted the box's contents, which included a butterfly shaped clip, a holding strap, and a remote.

"I'll do the honors," Adrian offered. "Stand for me, sweetie." 

Tabitha's breathing was increasing. She didn't have one of those in her collection. 

Brenda inserted batteries. Adrian fixed and adjusted the Butterfly over her daughter's bud. As soon as it was in place, Brenda tuned it to a full-throttle burst.

Jess gasped. Her face reddened. Brenda turned the power off. 

"Don't tease the poor girl, Brenda!" Adrian chuckled. 

"Did you bring your toy home with you?" Brenda whispered.

"Still packed," Jess managed to say. 

"Oh, that's okay."

Brenda helped her onto the bed again. "We'll be your toys tonight."

"Or what about your friend?" Adrian cooed. "Where did she run off to?"

"Tabitha's..."

Jess almost glanced toward the closet, but kept Tabitha's cover. 

"...she was taking a shower."

"I wonder what she's doing in the shower?" Brenda said. 

"Probably thinking about you," Adrian said to her daughter.

"Cumming her brains out," Brenda whispered. "Mmm. I'd love to see that."

Jess smiled. "You guys are so bad."

"Alright, who gets the controls?" Brenda asked, studying the gadget that was wired to the Butterfly. 

"It's Jess' Welcome Home party," Adrian replied. "I say she gets to decide. What'll it be, baby doll?"

"I want you to do it, mom," Jess moaned. 

"Isn't that sweet?" Brenda remarked. "Well sis, do the honors. But be careful. This thing can get intense."

Aunt Brenda surrendered the controller. She suckled Jess' nipple.

Adrian switched the vibrator on at its lowest setting. Jess had an immediate reaction. 

Tabitha couldn't take anymore. She erupted into orgasmic oblivion, her second climax. Her cunt was liquid heat under her fingers. She left her pussy long enough to caress her tits, which were now both exposed. 

Adrian planted kisses down Jess' body. Brenda spread Jess open again and worked a finger and tongue duet between her thighs. Jess' breathing got louder, just as the Butterfly's buzz increased to a steady grind. 

"Are you a squirter, Jess?" Aunt Brenda hissed before returning to devour her niece's cunt. 

Jess couldn't speak. She was teetering on the edge of a massive cum.

"She can," Adrian answered for her. 

The revelation rang in Tabitha's ear. She'd never made Ginger Snap squirt. Right now she was so turned out that seeing Jess accomplish such a thing was unimaginable. 

"Oh, shit!" Jess screamed. Her body locked up in orgasm as she grabbed and squeezed both tits hard enough to leave marks. 

Tabitha came a third time. She had to keep herself grounded. Any more intense climaxes and she was liable to pass out. 

"Did my baby just cum?" Adrian asked.

Jess could only nod. 

The Butterfly got louder. Aunt Brenda still ate her niece's pussy, lubricated enough for three fingers. Her tongue swept Jess' clit, lifting it with every brush. The niece and daughter was beside herself. 

"I want to see you squirt," Adrian groaned. "Come on."

The Butterfly went on full blast. 

"Do it for your Aunt Brenda," Adrian beckoned. 

Jess' face twisted and contorted, displaying unspeakable levels of passion to her own family.

Aunt Brenda sucked, licked, and fingered. Jess worked her mother's tits. 

Jess' stomach quivered. Her ass lifted off the bed. As Aunt Brenda's tongue kept going, Jess' cunt hole expanded and contracted. Her jaw dropped and locked.

A thin geyser of squirt unleashed. Jess barely had time to return from space before her aunt and mother were between her legs, lapping up post-orgasmic juices. They kissed, sharing Jess' cunt between them. 

Tabitha was a mess of sweat and disheveled clothes. Orgasm # 4 hit hard and fast. She lost consciousness. 

When Tabitha awoke, the bedroom was empty. The sheets were in disarray, twisted and soaked in fluids. The Butterfly was missing.

Tabitha gained enough composure to ease out of the closet. She heard water running. Mom and aunt had joined Ginger Snap for a shower. 

Tabby was tempted to peek in on that, sure that door would be unlocked too. Instead she worked her sweaty clothes back on and sneaked away. 

Horniness overtook her. Throwing caution to the birds, Tabitha made a beeline for Jess' bedroom. 

Halfway there, she unsnapped her jean shorts. When she reached the bedroom her bottoms were at her ankles. She was squeezing, caressing, masturbating.

Four orgasms. Four. And it wasn't enough. Was there a curse on this house? Was that the reason for all this unbridled desire? 

SLAM.

Tabitha whirled around, nearly tripping over her fallen pants. 

Pressed against the door, a sly grin on her face, was Allison. 

Blushing, Tabitha pulled her pants up. 

"There you are," Allison said. 

"A-Allison," Tabitha stammered in surprise. 

"Explain something to me...Tabitha, right? I suck at names sometimes. But explain this to me. I drop by and the house is totally empty and quiet. No Jess, no Aunt Adrian, and no sign of my mother either. And no sign of you. Then out of the blue, this frantic thing comes running out of Aunt Adrian's room, looking like she just had history's greatest fuck." 

"Well..."

Allison marched toward her. 

"H-hey!"

She invaded Tabitha's mouth with her tongue, wriggling it around and massaging it until Tabitha broke away. 

"What the hell was that for!?" Tabitha protested. 

Hot, busty and insatiable or not, throbbing pussy in Tabitha's pants or not, Allison was way too forward.

"That's strange," Allison replied. "There's no pussy in your mouth. So did mom, Jess and Aunt Adrian only let you watch?"

Allison's grin widened. "Or maybe they were an unwitting audience. Was that it, Tabitha? Did you sneak a peek at my aunt, mom and cousin?"

She took a whiff Tabitha's shoulder. "You smell like pussy. You don't taste like it but it's sure as hell on you. You were sitting in a small space? A small space, like a closet? C'mon, fess up."

"Jess knows," Tabitha said curtly. 

"Oh Jess knows!" Allison chuckled. "But the others, they don't?"

Allison sat on the bed. "Look. I apologize for barging in. But I am curious about your angle here, Tabitha."

Tabitha studied Allison's eyes, not sure if she could be trusted.

"Jess and I worked out a deal," Tabitha explained. "She told me all about your situation. The genetic attraction the females in the family have. I know everything that happened during Spring Break. I'm...a little new to this sort of thing. And when Jess invited me along, I agreed. I told her she could play with you all. But I wanted to have my own fun." 




I'll Be Home for Summer Vacation



"And I'm guessing 'your own fun' hasn't quite been planned out yet," Allison said. "Playing by ear? Or, cunt?"

Tabitha nodded. "Something like that."

"Hey, sounds great. Except..." 

Allison's eyes narrowed. "...maybe I want to have my own fun, too."

Tabitha picked up the huskiness in Allison's voice. 

"That part Jess and I haven't worked out," Tabitha said. "Sharing, sharing me, we haven't discussed. That's her call to make, not mine."

Allison stood. "Faithfulness. I like that. This house could definitely use some!"

Tabitha watched Allison as she walked toward the door. 

The cousin stopped before she left. 

"Although...your lover's already involved in a full-on Fuck-A-Thon. You ought to consider talking to her about joining in."

Allison blew Tabitha a kiss and departed. 

SUNDAY, MAY 5.

The alarm clock read 8:30. 

Jess smirked. 

As Tabitha's form rose and fell, Jess grasped the Butterfly's controller. She powered it on at the lowest setting. 

Tabitha jumped and yelped. Then she smiled. 

"Is that all I get?" she asked in a barely-awake voice.

Jess kissed her lover's ear. "This is an interrogation."

"Oh? And what have I...ooh...done wrong, Agent Jess?" Tabitha wondered, pushing herself closer, the redhead's tits mashing against her bare back. 

"Just answer a few questions. Be an honest girl and you get treated nice."

Tabitha writhed, getting warmer and hornier. "I'll be as forth, coming, as I can."

"First question: did you watch my little show last night?"

"I think you can take a sniff of the closet and find your answer, ma'am." 

"Is that a yes?"

Tabitha's breathing picked up. "Y-yes."

Jess bumped the Butterfly slightly higher. Tabitha moaned in reaction to the increased effect on her clit. She ground her ass into Jess' freshly shaved cunt. 

"Question two: did you enjoy it?"

"A-again, I might have, stained the c-closet."

"Is that a yes or a no, Tabby Cat?"

"Yes. Yes!"

Jess' own forward motions took advantage of Tabitha's grinding. Jess clasped Tabitha's tits and rolled her stiff nipples around. 

"Did it make you jealous?"

"Is that, question, t-three?"

"Yes or no?"

"I didn't, get my...oh, shit!"

Jess cuddled Tabby as she came. 

Tabby spun around. Her dark hair was plastered to her forehead. She leered hungrily, but not for breakfast. 

"It was the hottest fucking thing I've ever seen in my goddamned life," Tabitha rasped. 

Jess engulfed Tabitha's mouth with a deep kiss, and the Butterfly went to full power. Tabby screamed. She violated her Ginger Snap's mouth. The vibrator made a muffled buzz beneath the girls' frantic and noisy lovemaking, sending lighting bolts from Tabitha's clit to all her pleasure nodes. The Butterfly made her insatiable. With every kiss and touch and feel she grew hotter, crazier. 

"Where's Willy Wollop?" Tabby exhaled. 

"Under my bed," Jess replied. She kissed her lover, using her thumb to push the Butterfly against Tabitha's clit. 

The Butterfly had energized her stronger than the most potent morning coffee, and she was fast approaching a cum unlike any she'd ever experienced. 

"I want you. To fuck me. With. Willy. Wollop. Right now. Please. Please!"

Caught up in the fury, Jess could barely pry herself away from her partner to retrieve the RealisticCock. Whenever she made an effort to move she found herself kissing and wrestling with Tabitha. 

"I almost got it...hang on, Tabby Cat..."

Tabitha was suckling on Jess' neck. 

Jess reached. "Almost..."

A sound alerted them. 

It was a moan and a thump, coming from the closet. They stopped making love to listen; the only noise was the Butterfly's persistent buzz and Tabitha's respiration. 

"Who's in the closet?" Tabitha whispered. 

"Come on out," Jess called. "It's you, isn't it, Allison?"

The closet opened and out strided a stark naked Allison. Allison's puffy, pierced, areolae, shorn cunt and clit ring were all exposed. Her curly brown hair was a hellish mess. 

Tabitha bundled herself in the sheets. 

"You two, are, something else," Allison struggled.

"Why were you hiding in the closet?" Jess demanded. 

"Jess...Ginger Snap..." Tabitha pleaded. 

Jess suddenly remembered to switch off the Butterfly. 

Allison rose to full height, emphasizing her figure, pushing out her plump tits. "I'd say this is a case of two wrongs make a right, wouldn't you say? I busted your little friend here after she rushed out of Aunt Adrian's closet last night. It turns out you two planned this. Gotta say, Lil J, you know how to pick em." 

"What do you mean?" Jess asked. 

"I wanted a taste of your Tabitha for myself, but it turns out she's totally devoted to you, Lil J. It also turns out I hate being rejected, so I decided to grab myself an early seat, wait for your own show to start. And what a show!"

Tabitha clung to her modesty under the thin sheets. Jess was angered that Allison had pulled this stunt, but also stung with guilt. 

"You're a psychology major, right Tabitha?" Allison asked.

Tabitha, blushing, nodded. 

"If you were in a therapy session, would you call this setup a little, I dunno, unbalanced? A bit unfair? Lil J here gets to have all the fun while you sit on the sidelines."

"I wasn't thinking like that," Tabitha replied. "We just haven't talked through it."

"Allison's got a point," Jess admitted. "I mean, Tabitha's obviously fine sharing me, with, everybody here. If I hold her back, it's completely unfair, isn't it? Not that, I have a problem sharing her."

"Completely unfair," Allison agreed. "The way I see it, Lil J, this relationship's gotta be open on both ends or none at all. Maybe it's time you had this talk." 

Jess shrugged. "Tabby Cat, you said I could play if you could have your own fun. Do you want to join in?" 

"As long as you're comfortable," Tabitha replied. 

"Oh, I'm comfortable," Jess said honestly. 

"Hardly," Allison said with a grin. "Not with headlights that fucking hard. Oh, and speaking of which..."

Tabitha's own points poked through the material. Her face turned a new shade of red. 

"How about we start slow?" Allison suggested. "Tabitha—Tabby Cat—did Lil J tell you how she got initiated into this whole, configuration of ours?" 

Tabitha shook her head.

"I started her," Allison recalled. "Poor Lil J was running scared of her feelings and her big cousin Allison ran to the rescue. I'd be honored to play that role again. Tell you what. Why don't you show me what you're hiding under there?"

"Y-you mean my tits?" Tabitha asked sheepishly. 

"I mean all of it. I want to see the body my cousin gets to enjoy every minute that she's not studying."

"You just saw it," Jess pointed out, "while you were hiding." 

"Not up close, I didn't. So how about it, Tabby?"

Tabitha looked to Jess for reassurance. 

Jess gave a nod. 

Tabitha slowly lowered the sheet.

Allison drew in a long breath. "Perfect tits. Perfect titties. Mmm, I love it. And you're not cheap on your tanning, are you?"

Tabitha, more encouraged, dropped the remainder of her modesty. Allison rubbed her pierced bud at the sight of Tabitha's pussy.

"Now," Allison gasped. "Who or what exactly is Willy—"

"—breakfast everybody!" Adrian called from the dining room. 

Allison looked toward the closed door. 

Something sinful crossed her mind. 

"Would you girls excuse me a second? I'm gonna have a quick word with Aunt Adrian."

Allison shut the door. The fact that she failed to find even panties was not lost on Jess or Tabitha. 

"What's she up to?" Tabitha asked. 

"I'm not sure," Jess replied. "But I have an idea."

****

A few minutes later, Allison opened the door again. She was still nude. 

She ushered them out. "We're ready for you."

One look at Allison and Tabitha knew what was up. She took Jess by the hand. 

Out in the dining room, Adrian was setting plates at the table. Her symmetrical and shapely tits, in sync with her flat, toned stomach, looked delectable under the overhead lamp. 

Jess took a seat. Allison pulled one out for Tabitha. 

"Welcome to Naked Breakfast," Allison beamed. "At the end of the table is our lovely and bare-assed host, Aunt Adrian. Aunt Adrian, take a bow."

She did, with a smile. 

Allison plopped into a seat. Her tits jiggled as she landed. 

"What's on the menu this morning, Aunt Adrian?"

"Eggs, bacon, toast, and grits," Adrian replied. "Tabitha, I hope you like your eggs scrambled. I should have asked first."

Tabitha comprehended the sight before her. There had never been a Naked Breakfast at her house. If the Butterfly had woken her up, this buffet of tits and pussies had her at peak energy. 

"It's fine," Tabitha replied. "Thank you."

"Pepper, salt and butter are on the table," Adrian pointed out. "And there's plenty for everybody so don't hesitate to go for seconds."

Adrian sat across from Tabitha, who found the woman even sexier up close. She couldn't keep her eyes off those red tips. Thoughts of sucking them came and went. 

"So, Tabitha, I guess the preliminaries are over with," Adrian said. "You know about this family. You know what we get up to."

Tabitha bit a piece of bacon. "I do." 

"Allison tells me you got a front-row seat last night too."

Tabitha shot Allison an angry glare. 

"Hey, hey, it's okay," Adrian assured Tabitha as they continued eating. "Maybe that was good for you, seeing it up close instead of wondering what's happening behind closed doors. One thing to keep in mind: next time, all you need to do is ask."

Adrian winked. 

"But did you enjoy the show?" Allison asked. It was a rhetorical question, of course. She'd learned that when she was hiding in Jess' room.

It was easy admitting it to Jess, but when presented with the same question in front of Adrian and Allison, a lump caught in Tabitha's throat.

"It's okay, sweetie," Adrian assured her. "Believe me, none of us are in a position to judge."

Despite the strange circumstances of Naked Breakfast, Tabitha smiled. "I had fun."

"She's very faithful," Allison said. "She resisted a come-on from me. And I pride myself on my skills."

After what almost happened a short while ago, Tabitha wasn't sure she'd able to resist anymore, especially now that she had Jess' blessing. Tabby couldn't stop staring at those beautiful puffies; the piercings made them more alluring. 

"Well Tabitha, you seem comfortable with what's happening here," Adrian said. "And faithfulness is an admirable virtue. We don't want you to feel pressured into doing anything you don't want. If you just want to be a viewer, that's fine. And if you don't want to see anything else, that's fine too!"

"Oh, it will take much pushing to get her into the action," Allison slyly remarked. 

"That's not for you to decide," Adrian gently but firmly told her niece. "Tabitha is our guest. That doesn't obligate her to participate in anything." 

"Except we've already surprised her with Naked Breakfast," Allison pointed out.

"Shut up, Allison," Jess retorted.

Allison stuck out her tongue. 

Tabitha shrugged. "Whatever happens happens. I told Jess I wanted to have my own fun. And if I have her blessing, then..."

Jess squeezed Tabitha's hand under the table. 

Allison grinned evilly. "Aunt Adrian, would you excuse me? I'm going to grab the thing in the kitchen."

Adrian smiled. "Of course, Allison."

Tabitha wondered what this 'thing' was. But before she ventured a guess, Allison's ass distracted her. It sported the sexiest barbwire tattoo. Tabitha's pussy ached as she watched Allison's cheeks sway. They were round, smooth, and even more bountiful than the woman's big tits. The tramp stamp was a perfect accent. 

Adrian started collecting the empty plates. She stacked them in the center of the table and sat again.

"Tabitha, I've only known you a short while," Adrian said. "But I've realized something important. It's obvious, Tabitha, that you love my baby girl, and vice-versa. That warms my heart."

Tabitha was flattered, but wondered where this was going. 

"And if you and Jess are that close," Adrian continued, "then I don't hesitate to call you part of this family. Since we're in agreement about boundaries, Allison and I...would like to welcome you."

Tabitha was intrigued. "Welcome?" 

Allison returned from the kitchen. 

Jess put a hand to her mouth. Tabitha's eyes bulged. 

Cousin Allison had donned a whipped cream bikini. For bottoms she wore pink cake icing over her crotch. Her clit ring looked painted over. 

Allison smiled and winked. "How about some dessert, Tabitha?"

"Holy, holy fuck," Tabitha gasped. 

Swaying her hips, Allison steadily approached the girl. "Oh, yeah. I think your Tabitha's hungry, Lil J."

Jess' face flushed. She leaned in for a closer look. Just then, two motherly hands massaged her nubiles from behind.

Allison's sweetened crotch was right in front of Tabitha.

"I made this just for you," Allison said huskily. "Go on. Eat up."

Tabitha slowly moved her face forward. She was more preoccupied with studying her meal than tasting it. But the more she refrained, the more worked up and turned on she became. 

Adrian kissed Jess' neck, the weak spot, as mother's hands continued to mold daughter's tits. 

Allison grabbed the back of Tabitha's head and shoved her face into the decorated cunt. Tabitha's senses overloaded. She smelled pussy and tasted a cocktail of icing and juices. She swirled her tongue against anything that was covered. 

"Get on the table, baby doll," Tabitha overheard. 

Jess lay on the dining room table. Adrian grabbed her daughter by the waist and pulled her to the edge. Jess spread her legs wide and Adrian dove into a dessert of her own. Jess went into hysterics, grabbing a tit, using the other hand to run through mom's red hair. 

Tabitha cleared most of the icing. Only some remained on Allison's thighs. Her pierced clit and cunt lips had been uncovered, and during the eating frenzy her clit had hardened and swollen. Tabitha's face was a sticky mess. 

"That's right," Allison beckoned. "Get it all. Clean me all up."

Tabitha greedily ate and swallowed the leftovers. Her tongue was bathing in juices, her taste buds overwhelmed with flavors. She squirmed in her seat as her own pussy ached, throbbed and leaked. Her tongue did a lewd dance across Allison's lips and clit. Allison pushed her in harder. 

"Fuck yes, fuck yes, fuck yes," Allison moaned. "Eat it all up. Make me fucking cum."

"That's it baby," Tabitha heard Adrian encourage. "Cum for your mama. Cum for mommy. Do it."

Jess' breathing rose to a crescendo of screams. 

"Mrmph!"

"Fuck yeah!" Jess bellowed.

"Mmm!"

Allison cried out in pleasure and kept Tabitha's head in place. Tabitha tasted and smelled the results of her skills. 

Allison turned Tabitha's soaked, sloppy face toward hers. "Now it's your turn. I'll show you what that Butterfly can't do." 

Just then there were three loud knocks at the door. Adrian jumped up, retracting three fingers from her daughter's cunt.

"Oh shit. It's Uncle Harry."

Jess and Adrian scrambled in different directions. Tabitha, confused, followed suit. 

Allison casually sat in a chair, her neck and tits reddened. 

"What's the big rush? He knows what's going on. Why hide it?"

"Allison!" Adrian snapped. 

"Alright, alright," Allison gave in. 

MONDAY, MAY 7.

"A-7," Jess called out. 

"There goes my Battleship," Tabitha declared. "Jess wins the war." 

Tabitha put down the final peg that sealed her fate. 

"You know, this isn't how I'd play Battleship," Allison commented. 

"Right, because you'd just play it as Strip Battleship," Jess quipped. 

"Maybe," Allison agreed. "But I meant if it was me playing this game and she called out A-7, I'd just say 'miss.'" 

"You would cheat?" Tabitha asked. 

"This game is so easy to cheat in that I couldn't resist," Allison admitted. 

The door opened and in walked Uncle Harry. He set an empty beer on the coffee table. 

"What are you ladies up to?" he asked. 

"Battleship," Jess replied. "And I won." 

Harry grinned. "Did you cheat?"

"Of course not," Jess said. 

"Uh huh. Jess, is your mom's bathroom occupied?"

"Don't think so. Mom's typing."

"That's good then."

Harry headed that way. 

"Ugh, I feel gross," Jess remarked. "I need a shower."

Tabitha barely heard her. She was watching Harry.

Jess left the room. Allison manned the TV remote. 

Tabitha got up. She crept behind Harry, being careful not to alert him. She closed the door behind her and waited for him to exit the bathroom. 

When he did, he was surprised to see her there.

"Uh, no offense, but I don't want anything from you," Harry stated. 

"I don't either," she said. "Except to talk."

Harry raised an eyebrow. "Talk?"

"Yeah," Tabitha replied. "Therapy. I'm practicing for the future."

Harry took a seat on the bed, looking awkward. "Um, right. Not sure there's much to talk about, though."

"Really? I've noticed you looking down these last few days."

She considered, then followed with, "you know what goes on around here, don't you?"

"I've known for years," Harry said plainly. 

"How does that make you feel?" Tabitha asked. 

Harry chuckled. "Are you serious?"

"Very."

Harry cleared his throat. His eyes were reflective. 

"Ask me that question and I'll have a different answer for every day," he explained. "When I married Brenda, I went in well-aware she was screwing her own sister. I accepted that. I accepted it less when I'd learned they'd had a history with their own mother. Then I learned how far back this goes."

He sighed. "And every day since has been blue skies or gray. Jess tell you the reason for all this?"

Tabitha nodded. "It's an inherited genetic attraction."

"In the women," Harry added. "Never the men. You never hear about fathers screwing daughters. Brothers screwing sisters. Just women."

Tabitha noticed defeat in his eyes. There was a question she wanted to ask, but not directly. 

"Harry, the incest. Has it caused all these divorces?"

"Hardly," Harry half-smiled. "These women just have a bad habit of marrying dummies. I don't think Bobby ever found out about Allison before he went running. Lucky bastard."

"Okay, so to use your terms, is this a blue sky day or an overcast day?"

"It's hard to tell anymore," Harry answered. "Some days I wake up happy. Other days I wonder if this is all just some crazy dream that won't stop. I'm half-stuck between hating it and accepting it. I push it down and I deal. Then Brenda comes home, and without her saying anything I know she and her sister have been all over my daughter. Our daughter. Our offspring. Allison. God, Allison..."

Harry looked at Tabitha with a tired expression. "You mentioned divorces? I've been thinking. Maybe it's time to punch out."

There was Tabitha's answer. 

"Divorce Brenda, you mean?"

"Yeah," Harry clarified with no enthusiasm. 

"Have you brought this to her attention?" Tabitha asked. 

Harry shook his head. "Not yet. But I'm getting there. Can you blame me? I mean...how do you feel about all this?"

Tabitha was a bit surprised. She wasn't expecting this therapy session to reverse itself. 

"Me?" 

"No, Jess' other friend she brought in the middle of this."

"Surprisingly, not as bad as I thought," Tabitha answered honestly. 

Harry stood headed toward the door. 

"Should've known," he muttered.

Tabitha put her hands up. "Wait, wait, hold on." 

Harry stopped. "Why should I?"