4 comments/ 54964 views/ 18 favorites I'll Be Home for Thanksgiving By: MayorReynolds NOTE: This is an all-girl incest story. This is also the final installment of a trilogy but meant to stand on its own. For Jess and Tabitha's earlier sapphic family adventures be sure to check out I'll Be Home for Spring Break and I'll Be Home for Summer Vacation on my story page! CAST OF CHARACTERS: TABITHA'S FAMILY Tabitha, 19 years old. Kate, Tabitha's 22-year-old sister. Sybil, Tabitha's 24-year-old sister. Kendra, Their 46-year-old mother. Stephanie, Kendra's niece, Tabitha, Kate et al's cousin, 22 JESS' FAMILY Jess, 19 years old. Adrian, Jess' 37-year-old mother. Allison, Jess' 22-year-old cousin. Brenda, Adrian's sister/Allison's mother, 44. WHAT HAPPENED THAT SUMMER... It had been years, but Kendra was still angry. The feeling was commonplace. Even after she'd beaten the odds, the anger remained. The painful memories struck without notice and in the strangest of places—like now, during laundry. She put the basket down to collect herself, not in the mood to be bothered. So when her oldest daughter Sybil walked in, Kendra found another reason to be angry. "Have you heard from Kate or Tabitha?" Sybil asked. "I haven't," Kendra replied carefully, "but those girls need to hurry their asses home. They've got work." "Their shifts aren't until tonight," Sybil said. Sybil moved toward her, touching Kendra's arm. "Let me help you, mom. Is there any more laundry?" "I'm fine!" Kendra snapped. Sybil withdrew and put up surrendering hands. Just then, her cellphone vibrated. "I've gotta go," she said after checking it. "You've got work tonight, too," Kendra curtly reminded her daughter. "I'm aware of that, mom." "Who's this person you keep running off to see?" "Just a friend," Sybil replied with more annoyance. "A friend without a name is mighty convenient," Kendra said. Sybil stormed out. "Sybil! Sybil, you get back here!" Kendra demanded. Her daughter was gone. Frustrated, Kendra hammered out a text to Kate, and then resumed putting away the laundry. She noticed the room was a little warm. Turning toward the open doorway she thought, stupid girl. Did she turn the air up? **** The neighborhood gave way Archton's municipal streets. The well-kept homes thinned. As the summer morning sun beamed through the windshield, a different kind of heat built in Tabitha's car. Kate's face burned with a darkening red. She opened and closed her thighs and pawed at her braless tits. The fabric touched sensitive skin, sending shivers through her body. Tabitha struggled to focus on the road. She too felt an itch, as evidenced by her feverish sweat. Her hands slipped on the wheel; her pussy throbbed and her panties flooded. "Tabs," Kate moaned. "I see one," Tabitha said. By the time they parked their breathing was out of control. They shared a quick tongue kiss before running inside. A man noticed the girls and shook his head. "Where's your bathroom?" Kate asked the gas station's cashier. "Right behind you," she replied, arching an eyebrow at the girls' obvious frenzied state. Tabitha and Kate barreled down a candle aisle, giggling, holding hands. Something crashed behind them. The bathroom floor, glistening under the dim light, had just been mopped before they barged in. The door didn't finish closing before Tabitha had her older sister against the wall, kissing her neck, driving her to a fast orgasm. Their clothing was thrown everywhere. If one were to put their ear up to the door at that moment, they would have heard squeaks and soft moans. There was no rhythm or choreography, just two naked girls kissing and touching. They slammed each other against the walls, tangling in a convoluted knot of tanned and peach flesh. Petite, raven-haired Tabitha kissed her blonde, taller and older sister's neck, easily jabbing three fingers in Kate's cunt. Kate gritted her teeth. She grabbed Tabitha by the waist, half-hoisting her up, making her squeal. Kate rushed her sister into a corner. Tabitha slid to the floor; Kate went with her. She kissed Tabitha's neck, her shoulder, all over her barely-there breasts. She suckled one nipple and then the other. She kissed between her sister's tits before continuing downward. Tabitha grabbed a clump of her sister's sweaty hair. Down her waist, across her thighs. Tabitha wriggled and squirmed. Her legs parted. Kate's tongue teased above her sister's cleft as their eyes met. "Do it," Tabitha said. Kate explored the shaven pink with her lips and tongue, taking her time, drawing it out. She wiggled her face and Tabitha hissed. They maintained eye contact. Kate wondered what she looked like from this angle, and if Tabitha was staring down at the same face she'd known for years or an intensely sexual creature, freed from her confines. Kate held an innocent expression even as her tongue penetrated her sister's folds. Tabitha went wild. Her mouth dropped and she swung her head back and forth. "Yes! Yes!" she cried out. Tabitha soaked under her sister's care. Kate replaced her tongue with two twisting fingers and leaned forward, letting Tabitha taste her own pussy. Kate dove back into Tabitha's cunt, no longer teasing or careful. She made a mess of saliva and juices, continuing to stare at Tabitha. A chain of moans grew louder until Tabitha screamed, her voice echoing. They kissed again, swapping their juices. Then Tabitha guided Kate onto her back. "What? What is it?" the blonde asked. Tabitha's legs quivered as she bent over Kate to snag discarded jean shorts and fumble in the pocket. She withdrew a silver vibrator. "That's my, that was in your, you went through my stuff?" Kate asked incredulously. Tabitha fellated the cylinder. She plopped it out of her mouth to drool on it. "You bad girl," Kate whispered. "You dirty, dirty little bitch." The vibrator whirred to life. Tabitha plunged the toy into Kate's cunt, whose lips yielded with no tension as the vibrator disappeared into her hole. Tabitha moved the toy back and forth. "Remember when I caught you in the bathroom, Kate?" Kate kneaded her tits. "Remember what you were doing with this?" Kate groaned, using one hand to play with a breast and diddle her clit with the other. "Were you putting on a show, Kate?" The vibrator buzzed. Juices eased its passage. "Did your want your little sister to catch you?" Kate let out short, rapid fire breaths. "Come on, Kate." "Oh shit, Tabitha." A climax swirled, brewed, built. "Give it up, Kate. Do it." "Tabitha!" Her orgasm climbed with every stroke and filthy word from Tabitha. "Cum for your little sister!" Kate erupted with raw pleasure. A merciless Tabitha refused to stop fucking her. Kate sucked her fingers and bucked her hips, convulsing in multiple orgasms. Tabitha suckled the vibrator. "Kate, this is delicious. You've got to taste it." Tabitha fed her the vibrator. "We taste the same!" Kate beamed. Tabitha giggled."Maybe because we're sisters?" "Alright." Kate lifted her tired, nude body up. "We'd better get going." "Aww, do we have to?" Tabitha whined. "You wanna stay in this bathroom all day?" They collected their clothes and decided to hurry along. If they breathed in their aromas they'd return to the floor. There were stares all around when the girls emerged. Over by the beer fridge, a young man wore a bewildered expression. The cashier's eyes followed the sisters outside. When they were back on the road, a few moments of silence passed. "Tabs?" "Yeah?" "Hurry home. There's lots of catching up to do." A few miles later, Kate spoke again. "Hey sis?" "What?" "Your shirt's on backwards. And nice job not buttoning those jeans." **** After her husband left, Kendra climbed out of desperation by working at and eventually buying The Downtown Diner. It was a family business, with Kendra as owner and operator. Sybil worked as one of the managers. Kate and Tabitha waitressed. Their cousin Stephanie was a hostess. Kendra was a strict boss. She expected her employees to show customers the utmost courtesy and respect, and this expectation doubled for her niece and daughters. There were never customer complaints because Kendra nipped problems before they sprouted. Sybil moved from table to busy table, making sure each patron was happy. She'd inherited the keen sense of awareness from her mother, and one thing she noticed tonight was that her sisters were upbeat and giggly. That was good for the customers and good for her sisters as far as tips were concerned. Still, Sybil pondered the meaning behind this chipper attitude. Had the girls smoked pot before coming to work? Sybil decided not to bring the matter to Kendra, though she was sure mom would address it later anyway. Stephanie greeted newcomers and found them tables. As she led an old couple to a booth, she stopped to smile at Sybil, who smiled back. It was almost break time. Kendra's older sister Marian lived out of state. Her daughter, Stephanie, had attended Hartland University with Sybil for two years, and after that, started her job at The Downtown Diner. She was tall, with a wavy mane of chestnut hair and blue eyes. Sybil and Stephanie had been in love since Stephanie was a Sophomore and Sybil a rising senior. Kendra, vigilant as she was, thought Sybil was sneaking around with some mystery man. How would mom react if she found out 'he' was not only a woman but Sybil's first cousin? It was a difficult situation, made harder by Stephanie trying to stay closeted. Her parents were staunchly religious, and if word reached them that their daughter was a lesbian there would be trouble. Sybil understood but also found it frustrating. Stephanie only agreed to meet in places away from her home; they were constantly seeking locations for the trysts. "Going on break, Aunt Kendra," Stephanie said. Stephanie found Sybil sitting at a table in the kitchen. "Busy night?" Stephanie asked. "The busiest," Sybil lamented." She held a twenty in her hand. "Kate handed me this." "Kate gave you her tip? Why?" Stephanie examined it. Closer inspection revealed that it wasn't a $ 20 bill at all. "What Jesus gave you is worth more than any amount in tips!" was printed on the back. "Cute," Stephanie said. "Cute to you. Kate's not so amused." "Was it Reverend Alvin? He's always doing this crap." "No, his son. Guess it runs in the family." "Aww, poor girl. And she's been so cheerful tonight." "Yeah," Sybil said, "I noticed." Stephanie took Sybil by the hand and helped her up. Then she quietly led the young woman through the back exit and to Stephanie's car. Sybil's hair was as dark as Kendra and Tabitha's. When she was off duty she wore it long enough that it went to the small of her back. Kendra didn't allow Sybil to wear her hair down in the restaurant. "Tuck that shit away on the clock," was mom's favorite saying. Sybil's mouth held slightly open, revealing a hint of teeth. Tonight she wore a bra, another absolute rule of Kendra's. Otherwise Sybil never felt she needed one. Her breasts were as small as Tabitha's, lumps of symmetrical flesh with two defined nipples of minuscule circumference. There was no point in bras if they restrained nothing, Sybil figured, except when she was aroused and her tips strained at her shirt. Stephanie's breasts were slightly bigger, but with more of a 'bounce' to their volume. Her tips were more parallel than Sybil's, almost an exact match, and around the same size but flatter. At Stephanie's insistence, they drove at least a mile from The Downtown Diner before searching out a discreet location. The streets weren't busy at night, but Stephanie was never satisfied until she was assured of privacy. Their romps often happened in dingy alleyways or cul-de-sacs, where there were no lights and potential trouble. These places almost scared the romance out of Sybil, who was so frightened that she wanted it over quickly. By contrast, Stephanie moved slowly. Sybil wondered if her cousin was turned on by danger. "Over here looks good," Stephanie said. She drove the car through a narrow passage and stopped at a dead end. The ground was littered with trash; above two dumpsters was painted a gang newspaper. Stephanie shut off the ignition and killed the automatic lights. She and Sybil moved into the back seat, where they fell into a passionate embrace beneath the window, their mouths and limbs entwining in the darkness. "Mmm!" Sybil broke the kissing to ask, "did you make sure the doors are locked?" Stephanie answered her lover with more kisses, cutting off fearful protests. She played with a clothed breast while massaging Sybil's pussy through her leggings. Sybil quivered at the touches. "What if, somebody, hears us?" she gasped. Stephanie sat up to unleash her bare breasts to the moonlight. Sweat reflected as it ran down her skin. Then she made quick work of her apron and bottoms. She helped Sybil out of her clothes. Stephanie put their clothes in the trunk. Sybil was amazed at her cousin's bravado. She drove them to sketchy places to avoid revealing their secret but had no qualms about being naked in these pits. They always moved their clothing to safety to avoid smelling like sex. Each was the others only female lover. They'd taught each other how to eat pussy, and the knowledge they had of their own bodies helped a lot. They were both turned on by shaving, evidenced by the fact that neither had any pubic hair. Stephanie returned to the car. "Now, where were we?" Their naked flesh wrestled in a ball of sweat and arousal. They traded kisses and touches like they hadn't orgasmed in years. Sybil and Stephanie sucked each others nipples and rubbed their pussies until they were in maniacal frenzies. Sybil fingered and licked Stephanie's cunt after both lovers had experienced several small orgasms. Their styles in going down varied. Sybil wasn't a teaser; she swept her mouth over Stephanie's entire pussy while fingering her. This often numbed Sybil's tongue, but she ignored it and pressed on, refusing to spoil her lover's orgasm. By contrast, Stephanie did everything slowly. She teased and toyed until her cousin begged her to hurry. Sybil used three fingers while her tongue danced across Stephanie's clit and outer pubic region. Stephanie had her legs wrapped around her cousin's head and nursed her own fingers like they were already covered in juices. With a scream she bucked and came; Sybil lapped up the post-orgasmic fluids. They kissed, Stephanie enjoying the flavor of her own pussy before she shoved Sybil down. Stephanie swung around, aligning her mouth with Sybil's pussy while pushing her own in the cousin's face. They locked into a 69. Stephanie applied her own sensual brand of pussy eating while Sybil licked with wild abandon. Their eyes had adjusted to the dark and they admired each others folds, slick with arousal. Already worked up, Sybil came in an explosion that hazed her senses. The orgasm increased her appetite, and as soon as her climax receded she pushed back, begging Stephanie without using words. The ensuing passion increased her desire for Stephanie's pussy. She ate as if starved; the added lubrication helped her tongue cover areas quicker. Stephanie's legs quivered, her clitoris swollen and vulnerable. Sybil swiveled around it in a cyclone, giving the hood and shaft more attention. When Sybil finally gave the clit her full power Stephanie screamed. Seeing the effect on her lover enhanced Sybil's pleasure and she climaxed a second time. They exchanged flavors. They savored this for a few minutes. Then Sybil and Stephanie looked at each other; their lustful gazes indicated that they weren't quite satisfied. They moved so they faced each other; Sybil wrapped her legs about Stephanie's waist and Stephanie did the same. One slid her fingers into the others pussy and they masturbated that way. They'd been mostly silent up to this point. Aside from the occasional yelp or moan they remained that way. Their pussies were well swollen, distended and wet, allowing easy access. Their probing created sucking sounds. They started at a medium pace, synchronizing rhythms. Sybil started worrying again, about the dangerous place they were parked but mostly what her mother's reaction might be if she caught on. Although they'd locked their clothes in the trunk their mixed scents filled this tiny space, making Sybil wonder if it would still cling to her skin. Her attention return to what was being done to her and what she was doing. Their fingering sped up as they neareed mutual orgasms. They pushed their digits deeper and worked harder until they came in gasping bursts. They embraced as fingers gradually redrew; then they took a moment to survey the aftermath. The seat was a mess, saturated in sweat and juices. The windows were fogged. Their pussy scents filled the interior. "What time is it?" Sybil asked. Stephanie fumbled for her cellphone with an arm that hardly worked. "Oh shit. We're gonna be late soon and we still haven't eaten." "Maybe we should just go back and bear it," Sybil said. "Fuck that, I'm hungry. Let's find something quick. The cousins dressed outside, mindful of approaching cars or strangers. Then they drove to the closest fast food joint. The whole way there and back to the diner, they kept the windows rolled down to air out the car. At the restaurant, Kendra marched up to them with a scowl and a deep, frustrated sigh. When she didn't speak, Sybil and Stephanie looked at each other uneasily, wondering if Kendra really did smell sex. "Your time stopped ten minutes ago and you've been on mine ever since," Kendra finally said. Your ice is thin. Get your asses back to work." **** A week passed. Whenever Kate and Tabitha weren't working, whenever they weren't around the family, anytime they were alone for even a few minutes, they fucked, wherever they could imagine. They woke up at the same time and brought each other to several glorious orgasms. They reenacted the fateful evening where Tabitha had walked in on Kate masturbating, except in this version Tabitha had her naked sister pinned against the wall while working her with the vibrator. Kate referred to herself as Tabitha's 'Summer Jess,' a name Tabitha didn't care for but was too entwined in passion to protest. They fucked in the bedroom, the shower, the bathtub, the kitchen, the living room, the backyard, and, well-aware of the risk involved, the diner's supply closet. Tabitha reported these happenings back to Jess. Her only expressed concern was that "I hope there's some left over for me in the fall!" The sisters went to bed naked. Wake up sex was the norm. Sometimes Tabitha went down on Kate, sometimes the opposite. One day Kate had instantly awakened Tabitha by sliding three fingers into her already wet pussy. On another, Tabitha awoke to the steady sound of the vibrator and a fast approaching climax. On this particular morning, Kate woke up to her sis painting an orgasmic canvas between the elder's legs. Tabitha was still half-awake herself so her licks were sluggish and nonrhythmic. But what she lacked in speed and awareness she made up for in creativity. Kate brushed Tabitha's dark hair. "Mmm, morning to you too, Tabs." Tabitha grabbed both legs and dove in. Kate begged her to keep going, stay steady, don't stop. This desperation continued as Kate's body tightened in an orgasm. Tabitha open-mouth kissed Kate, sharing her pussy flavor, a ritual Kate called 'breakfast in bed.' Tabitha lay back while Kate twisted her vibrator into the 'on' position. I'll Be Home for Thanksgiving "I miss Willy Wollop," Tabitha said. "You might have a contender on your birthday list, then." Kate spread Tabitha's juices over her cunt and then gently guided in the toy. "Ready for some coffee to go with your breakfast?" Kate asked. As Kate fucked Tabitha with the vibrator, she noticed changes in her sister that encouraged her to keep going. Tabitha's nipples hardened. Her face contorted and twisted. "Hmm, someone's worked up this morning," Kate commented as she added more speed. "That's, that's because, because I was, worked, worked up, l-last..." Kate kissed Tabitha's neck. "Really? Worked up? After I made you cum three times?" "I wanted more," Tabitha moaned. "But I was, was too, oh, oh Kate..." "We should discuss this in the shower," Kate whispered in her ear. She knew her hot breath drove her little sis wild. "Not yet. Make me, c-cum first. Then, then we..." The door opened. "Girls, I made us some..." Kendra froze in the doorjamb. There was no room for lies. Kendra had a clear view of the proceedings. The covers were thrown back, providing no concealment. Their nakedness and red faces told part of the story; the vibrator that was still violating Tabitha's sloppy folds said the rest. The girls scrambled to save themselves. Kendra stared, mouth agape, terror and confusion on her features. "No," Kendra uttered. Tabitha stood. "Mom, hold on." "No!" Kendra snapped. She slammed the bedroom door. A chant trailed off down the hallway. "No! No. No..." WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 27 Fall Semester was almost over, and their new space was well-settled. Their first night in, they feared the R.A would report them. The fact that they'd fucked to Orgasm Valhalla while everyone else was still moving in made it all the more erotic to them. The regimen of sex was the same as Freshman Year. Little changed. Jess not only made Willy Wollop a permanent room decoration, but also threw beads over his veiny shaft. He was as a sight gag and conversation starter for the girls' friends. The downside was that Tabitha had brought a dark cloud with her. Her mother had not spoken a word to her or Kate the rest of that summer. Everything Kendra asked for, whether it was cleaning a table or taking out the trash, was requested with gestures or nods. Sybil and Stephanie had caught on and eventually their curiosity got the best of them. "What the hell happened?" Sybil asked. The lie Tabitha managed was, "I really don't know." It wasn't good enough. The others thought the same, but didn't push. An agonizing three months followed. The sex between Kate and Tabitha fizzled as they were forced to avoid each other, lest they rouse Kendra's suspicions. That was until one night, when Tabitha's constant relays to Jess about the tense situation prompted Jess to invite Tabitha and Kate to spend the last week of summer together. Tabitha took Kate aside to discuss it with her. She accepted the invitation. "When it's over, just go back to school," Kate told her. "I'll deal with damage control." They'd had a passionate encounter, and as agreed, closed out summer in Archton, where an eager Kate played with Allison, Adrian and Brenda. Since Tabitha had spent the entire semester away from home, things were easy. But now it was Thanksgiving Eve, and apprehension struck the girl hard. Now Jess and Tabitha cuddled on one of the beds, actually clothed for once. "D Day tomorrow," Tabitha said wearily. "I know," Jess replied. "Tabby Cat, if it's too much, you know you can stay with us for Thanksgiving. You're always welcome." Tabitha kissed Jess' forehead. "Thanks for the offer, but I'll pass." "Why?" Tabby smiled. "Remember Spring Break? How you were scared to go home to face your mother?" Jess smiled in return. "I remember." "Well, the situation's reversed, isn't it? You faced your fears. Now it's my turn. I appreciate the invite, Ginger Snap, but I gotta do this on my own." "Are you sure?" Jess asked with concern. "I'm sure," Tabitha replied. "If you insist. Do me a favor, though?" "Mmm?" "If you get in a bind, call me." Tabitha hugged Jess tight. "Oh, Ginger Snap, of course I will." She broke the embrace and grinned wickedly. "I know something else too." "What's that?" Jess asked. Tabitha gestured toward the chest of drawers. "We should give Willy Wollop something of his own to be thankful for." **** Stephanie threw her head back as she came, remaining impaled on Melvin the Terrible, Sybil and Stephanie's black, eight inch RealisticCock. She lay back on the motel bed, her blue eyes and brown hair giving her the appearance of a fantasy nymph. Sybil examined Melvin with awe. "Holy shit. You got him wet." "It's your turn now," Stephanie pointed out. "Actually," Sybil said, putting Melvin aside, "there's something I wanted to talk to you about." "What's that?" "Well..." Sybil spooned Stephanie. They were both naked, their clothes strewn about the cheap hotel room. "Tabitha's back tomorrow morning. Mom hasn't been happy with her." "We've all noticed," Stephanie said. "Can I suggest something that might be kinda crazy?" Sybil asked. Stephanie danced her fingers down Sybil's pussy lips. "You can do whatever you want." Sybil sighed. "Mom's also pissed at Kate. And it makes me wonder." "Wonder what?" "It makes me wonder, if, something happened between Tabitha and Kate. And mom caught them." Stephanie's eyes widened."Sexual you mean?" Sybil nodded. "But, they're sisters! Come on. I'd call that a stretch." "Is it?" Sybil wondered. "We're cousins, Steph, and look at the evil thing I just made Melvin do. The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Remember how they acted in the restaurant that night? The looks on their faces whenever they got around each other? Then a week later, mom's suddenly giving both of them the silent treatment." "So what are you gonna do? Ask Tabitha for the truth?" "Maybe not right away. But if this keeps up, Steph, I might have to." With that, Sybil tossed her hair back. "Now, where were we?" The lovers melded together and kissed with passion. **** Kate's cellphone rang. She closed her legs to keep the vibrator in place as she answered. She was close to cumming and the call was right on time. "I'm about to cum," Kate gasped into the mouthpiece. The phone trembled in her sticky hand. "Is that right?" Tabitha replied huskily. "Then check this out." Kate heard squelching and desperate moans. She returned to her back and her vibrator. "Do you know what that was, Kate? Do you?" "Mmm, no Tabs. What?" "That was Willy Wollop fucking Jess. She's a pool! I'm about to cum just looking at this." Kate was close, dangerously close."Speakerphone," she begged. The phone's audio took on a new life, and in Kate's mind the scene became vivid. She pictured Jess sprawled out, one leg hanging over the bed's edge and the other foot planted against the wall, her red hair disheveled and fanned out. "Oh, fuck," Jess uttered. "Oh...fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh, fuck!" The redhead's voice was in tune with the RealisticCock's steady fucking. Tabitha had recently shaved her girlfriend, Kate imagined. She continued, her burgeoning climax urged on by Jess' breaths. "Her nipples are really hard," Tabitha narrated. "Her clit's poking out to say 'hi.' She calls herself a lesbian now, but I think that's bullshit, the way she's going nuts over this cock." "Is that right?" Tabitha said to Jess. "You getting confused, hmm? This swollen cock making you wonder?" Kate, teetered over the edge. She loved Tabitha's dirty talk. "That's right," Tabitha urged. Jess moaned. "That's right, come on. That's right, you take that fucking cock." Heavy breathing. "Take it." "Oh, God." "Take it!" Jess vocalized a full orgasm. Kate erupted in response, slamming the vibrator into her pussy, trying not to scream. "Did Big Sis cum?" Tabitha asked. Kate inhaled and exhaled with labored breaths. "I wish I could taste it on my fingers," Tabitha said. There were sucking sounds. "Mmm, yeah, just like that," Tabitha said. "I want to taste Jess' pussy fingers too," Kate said, masturbating again. "What do they taste like, Tabs?" "Like fucked pussy, the best flavor in the world." "Do me a favor, Tabs." More sucking sounds. "What?" "Don't wash that hand. Keep it like that and bring it to me when you get home." "You bet sis. If I forget I'll get some extra Jess before I leave." "Don't you 'bet' me. Promise me." "I promise." Kate increased her pace. She ran circles around her clit. Her cunt was saturated with juices and she'd worked up a scent. Her tips were hardened, their centers protruding toward the ceiling in different directions. "Do me another favor." "Yes master," Tabitha's said. "Send me a pic of Jess' pussy." "Pic? What is this, 2000? Hold on." The call ended. A moment later, Kate accepted a FaceTime request from Tabitha. The phone's screen filled with flushed, swollen labia. A patch of red right about Jess' clit (which was indeed peeking out to say 'hi') told Kate she'd guessed wrong. Two fingers splayed open the petals, revealing Jess' inner folds and a dark hole leaking distilled white fluid. There were giggles in the background. Kate positioned her own phone in front of her cunt as she rubbed. "Look, Ginger Snap." The fingers jilled the onscreen pussy faster. The camera bounced and swiveled. Kate came again when her sister's tongue was against Jess' pussy. "Wait," said Jess' voice. "No, hang on. I have a better idea." The screen jittered, bounced and then panned up, giving Kate a quick view of Jess' small naked tits before stopping at her face. "You're gonna watch me lick her," Jess said. "I'm gonna show you what you're getting tomorrow." "Make it good and ready for me," Kate moaned. The screen blurred. "Hold it so I can see," said Tabitha's voice. The view swiveled a final time, stopping at Tabitha's shaved cunt. Its outer lips were red, swollen and wet, nested between tanned thighs. "Do it slow," Kate requested, nearing a third orgasm. She remembered Jess' cunnilingus skills. Watching the show brought back pleasurable memories of that summer morning. Jess had been taught by the best, and her teasing, licking and sucking made Kate cum to exhaustion. As she viewed Jess' tongue casting its magic on Tabitha, Kate was hit with jealously and longing. Little Sis was getting all the attention and that tongue belonged on the blonde's pussy. "Pretend I'm Kate," Tabitha instructed. "I wanna show her a preview." Jess demonstrated a careful pussy eater's talents. She ran circles around Tabitha's outer folds and planted kisses over her mons and thighs. She continued this for a while, refusing to attack Tabitha's pussy until there was enough stimulation to make her crazy at a tongue's touch. Jess rubbed her fingers through Tabitha's wetness. "How's that, Kate?" "Don't stop," Tabitha moaned. Orgasm # 3 thundered through the real Kate. As pleasure surged through her, her drive suddenly rocketed to animalistic desire. Before her orgasm subsided, she fucked herself with the vibrator and squeezed her tits with need. Tabitha's pussy was wetter, more swollen. Judging by how her leg shook and her hips gyrated, she was close to cumming herself. Jess was swiveling her tongue through Tabitha's splayed cunt, making faster licks up and down and side to side. Three fingers invaded Tabitha's hole. The scene was juices, noises and lust. As Jess jilled and ate her lover's pussy, Tabitha built to her climax. "Cum for your little sis, Kate," Jess said between licks. Kate and Tabitha came in unison with moans and screams. Kate turned her vibrator up to full blast; Jess lapped up Tabitha's flooding aftermath. The FaceTime show led Kate to a fifth orgasm, and then a sixth. After that there was silence. The video stream remained open, the camera pointed toward the ceiling. Jess' face appeared on the screen. "How was that?" Between breaths Kate whispered, "don't let Tabitha forget her promise." **** Being occupied usually soothed Kendra's anger. Tonight it was not working. Nothing had been the same since that fateful morning when Kendra had caught her two daughters, her two, biological, blood-related daughters. There was no alternative explanation for what they'd been up to. It was clear. They had betrayed her in every fashion. They'd betrayed her trust, her sensibilities, her stomach, her heart, and her complacency. She wondered how long they'd been doing this, how long they'd been getting away with it under her watch. More importantly, where had they done it? If she ever found out they'd acted on this incestuous relationship in the restaurant, that would be it for Kendra. She'd have to check into a mental hospital. Her body tensed and she slammed a fork into the sink when Kate entered the kitchen. "Mom?" Kendra abused the utensils with a profound roughness. "Mom! Could you stop slamming things around, please? Why don't we just talk?" "Why would I want to do that!?" Kendra retorted. "Because we haven't talked in six months. Look, I know you're—" "—I don't think you're aware of how angry I am, Kate. Try another one." Kate sat at the table and watched her mother continue the kitchen rampage. "Look. What you saw happened, okay? Is it better if I admit it? It wasn't a dream or a fluke. It happened." Kendra's blood could have frozen over. It was one thing to walk in on the show. Now she was hearing the confession. She shook with rage as she whipped around. "Why would that make me feel 'better?' You were fucking your own sister, Kate. Are you brain damaged? Are you unaware of how disgusting that is—" "—mom—" "—how disrespectful that is to us as a family unit? I am well aware, of what I saw. And while we're on the subject, I want to know one thing: did you do it at the restaurant?" "No, mom." The lack of eye contact gave it away. "You fucking little liar," Kendra growled. "Mom, I swear!" Kate insisted. "Swear to bullshit! You can't hide anything from me, Kate. I know you. I raised you. I know how devious you are and how you believe this little slutmuffin act of dressing like a whore is empowering to you. I know about the boy you took into that gas station bathroom." The revelation shocked Kate. "That—" "—this is what's going to happen, Kate. We're having a nice, quiet Thanksgiving. I'll be as polite, and warm, and friendly as possible. After it's over, you're going to find new work." Kate was taken aback. "Excuse me?" "You're fired," Kendra clarified, "effective immediately. You can tell her your sister the same thing. Break the news to her when she gets here or when you're halfway buried in her fucking twat. Either way, you've both lost your jobs at my restaurant." "That's not right, mom!" Kate argued. "You know what else isn't right!? What I saw on your bed that morning! Now get out of here." "Mom, come on," Kate protested, her eyes pleading for reasoning and understanding. "Out of my sight, Kate," Kendra growled. The daughter opened her mouth to say something else but decided it was futile. She left the kitchen in a huff. Kendra continued slamming utensils, stopping when a question occurred to her: Where the hell is Sybil? THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 28 Kate was waiting on the porch. Her expression wasn't promising. Nevertheless, Tabitha gave her sister a hug and a deep kiss. "Got something for me?" Kate whispered. Tabitha smiled, offering her index and middle fingers. Kate took a deep lungful of the pussy scent and her face flushed. She fellated the closed fingers. "Let's go upstairs," Tabitha said. "Wait," Kate stopped her. "There's something you should hear first." Kate quickly moved to her room, Tabitha hurrying behind. Kate shut the door behind her and put her hands on her sister's shoulders. It wasn't a sensuous gesture but one of caution and warning. "We're fired," Kate said. "Mom dropped that bomb last night. You and me both are out of work." "What?" Tabitha exclaimed. "She isn't serious?" "She is," Kate clarified. "It's been tense ever since. I can feel the pressure in every room. It's not good." "I mean, I could care less about working in the stupid diner. But—" "—I know. Dinner's in a short while and it's gonna be awkward this year. Who knows when she'll stop? She might kick us out of the house next." Tabitha nervously sat on Kate's bed. "Yeah, I didn't think about that. At least you've graduated; I'm still in college. Kate, do you, do you think she'll forgive us?" Kate joined her. "I'm not sure. But she won't make it any easier until she does." Tabitha thought of something then, an idea that wasn't easy to think, much less speak. "Do you think, maybe, we ought to stop?" "Maybe," Kate said forlornly. Then Kate turned to her sister and pulled her close. "Or maybe," Kate said, "too much damage has already been done." Feeling her desires awakening, Tabitha moaned, "oh, Kate." They started a slow kiss, the kind between two lovers who had been apart too long. Every touch of their lips returned memories of passionate encounters. Their guilt and apprehension drowned out by desire. "Kate, what about mom?" Tabitha whispered. Their kissing gradually became making out. The two sisters groped each other and sank under a taboo spell. Between kisses Kate said, "maybe, if she didn't, mmm, catch us again, we could, pretend it's, over." "You think mom is that easy to...?" Kate put a shushing finger to Tabitha's lips. Then she stood, taking Tabitha's hand. "Follow me." They held hands as they walked to the bathroom. Tabitha shut the door and double-checked the lock. Kate turned on the shower and sat on the toilet lid. "You must be grungy after such a long drive home, so I figured you could use a shower," Kate said. Tabitha walked over to Kate and lifted her shirt. Kate stopped her with an "mmm-mm, nope. I've already showered today. It's your turn." "But what are you gonna do? Just sit there?" Tabitha asked. Kate feigned innocence. "Maybe." Giggling, Tabitha performed a strip tease, drawing it out by removing the most innocuous articles of clothing first. She kicked off her shoes, then removed her socks. She danced and paused between throwing away her shirt and bottoms. When Tabitha was done, she stood in a matching purple bra and panties. Tabitha cupped her cleavage in both hands as she bent over Kate. She rubbed her ass against Kate's crotch, performing a lap dance before pecking her sister's lips. Then her bra hit the floor, causing Kate to shiver. "Your water's getting cold, Tabs." Tabitha walked toward the shower, stopped, and slid her panties off. She adjusted the temperature to her liking and stepped under the water, leaving the curtains open; Kate turned in her seat to watch. The tanned petite squirted shower gel into her hands and soaped her breasts. The foam ran down her naked belly and thighs. She bent down to pick up the shampoo, giving Kate a blatant view of her pussy and asshole. "How did Jess taste?" Tabitha asked, shampooing her hair. "She tasted amazing," Kate said. "I'm jealous you have her all year round and all I get are fingers." Tabitha rinsed her hair. "Well, we can always arrange something, can't we? By the way..." She held out the Jess fingers. "If you want it one last..." I'll Be Home for Thanksgiving Kate got up, took Tabitha's hand and shoved the fingers in her mouth. She let them rest on her tongue before gradually removing the digits. Then she returned to her seat, visibly flustered. "Goodbye, Jess' pussy," Kate said. Tabitha soaped and rinsed her hands, washing away Jess' flavor. But then, with a sultry look in her eye, she plunged the former Jess fingers into her own pussy. Slowly she pulled them back out, revealing just how wet she'd gotten since her arrival. "Well, I guess you'll just have to settle for me till Jess is around again," Tabitha said, tasting herself. With that, she winked at Kate and grabbed the shower nozzle. Kate was already pawing at her clothes when Tabitha pressed the shower head to her pussy lips. Kate's hands unsnapped her jeans and dove into her panties. "You sure you don't want to join me, Kate? The water's nice." "Keep, keep going," Kate gasped. Tabitha caressed a tit with her free hand. She shook with pleasure from the spray's sensations. "You're so bad," Tabitha moaned, "watching your sister get off in the shower." Kate's jeans fell to her ankles. She masturbated in a circular motion, too occupied to answer. "Acting like you don't care after mom caught us," Tabitha continued. "You must have been worked up while I was away, Kate. What did you do while I was gone, hmm? Did you find other girls to fuck? Or go back to dick?" "Mmm, Tabs," Kate uttered, working three fingers inside of herself. "You must have," Tabitha gasped at a flash of pleasure, "must have spent a lot of time with that vibrator. What were you thinking about, Kate? Were you thinking about me? About Jess?" Kate breathed in short bursts, eyes closed, face reddened. "Were you thinking about Sybil?" Kate didn't stop masturbating. "Oh my God," Tabitha said, mouth agape. "Well, I suppose, that's natural? You already had, already h-had, one sister, why, why, w-why not, oh, oh no..." Tabitha stifled a yell. What came out was a contained squeal. She kept the spray nozzle on her pussy through every wave of climax. "Our room, right now," Kate demanded, suddenly at Tabitha's ear. Kate went first. After a few minutes Tabitha followed to avoid suspicion. Once they assumed they were safe, they tore each others clothes off and fell into a heap on Tabitha's bed. "You know what I think?" Tabitha asked, straddling her sister's crotch. "I think, you want to get caught by mom again." Tabitha rocked cowgirl style, using her hips to slowly draw out the orgasm Kate had built toward in the bathroom. "You want to get caught," Tabitha continued, "and you want mom to join in." "Tabs..." Kate uttered under her sister's power. "Tell me about Sybil," Tabitha said, rocking in a steady rhythm, their pussy lips rubbing together. "Tell me what you pictured when you got yourself off." "Please don't make me," Kate gasped. Tabitha kneaded Kate's tits. "So it's true, then." The friction eased with their mixing juices. Tabitha rolled and Kate rose to meet it, heightening their mutual stimulation. "Do tell," Tabitha said. "I wanted her to catch me," Kate said. "Wanted who to catch you, mom or Sybil?" Tabitha teased. "Sybil!" Kate exclaimed. "And what would Sybil catch you doing, hmm?" "Playing with, playing with my pussy." "Were you calling her name while you played with your pussy?" "Y,yes!" "What was she wearing?" "Tabs..." "She was already naked, wasn't she?" "Yes!" "Little titties just like mine. Hair like mine, too. An older, taller me. Probably had a vibrator up her pussy already, right? Your vibrator." "Tabs, I'm gonna cum." "Say her name." "No, oh, no." Tabitha's faced collapsed in a scowl. She ground her pussy into her sister's, forcing Kate's orgasm to the forefront. "Say her name. Fucking say her name!" "Sybil!" Kate cried out, bucking, nearly throwing Tabitha off. "Good girl," Tabitha said. "The first step is admitting you have a problem. Maybe we can arrange..." "Why do I keep hearing my, holy shit!" "Sybil!" Kate exclaimed. This time she really did throw Tabitha backwards as she dove under the covers. Tabitha hid as best she could, using the bedside to mask her nudity. Sybil chuckled awkwardly. "Forgot to lock the door again? I, I knew it. Ha ha, I knew it! I knew, this was why mom is so pissed." Kate gathered her courage. "Sybil, could you keep it down just a small fucking notch?" Sybil shut the door and leaned against it. She looked half-amused and half mortified. "Are you two deranged?" she said in a lower voice. "You're fucking sisters! This is bad. This is, this is bad." Sybil pressed the thumb lock. A light ignited in Kate's eyes; she wondered what a locked door meant. "How long have you two been at this?" Sybil asked. Kate and Tabitha looked at each other, unsure if they should answer. "Quit worrying," Sybil said. "I'm not gonna tell mom, even though...Jesus." She sat on Kate's unoccupied bed and clutched her forehead. "You two, you're sisters, you're my sisters, and you're, how long?" "Are we sworn to doctor-patient confidentiality?" Tabitha asked. "Since summer break," Kate said. "It happened at Jess' house." "Where was Jess?" Sybil asked, following it up with, "wait, wait, I don't want to know." "Jess was fine with the whole deal," Tabitha answered. "Said I didn't want to know." There was silence for a while, during which Tabitha and Kate dressed. The whole time, Sybil reflected on the situation. "I suppose I shouldn't judge," she said. "I've got sins of my own." "What do you mean?" Kate asked. Sybil smiled uneasily. "I'm also messing around with family." Tabitha nearly stumbled. "Wha, who?" "Stephanie," Sybil confessed. The revelation was stunning enough that Kate and Tabitha sat down. "We've been in a relationship, sneaking around since college," Sybil continued, "and Mom doesn't know. If you two know what's good for you? She'll never know." Tabitha giggled. Kate smirked. Sybil looked between each of them. "What?" "So Sybil's already fucking around with a family member," Kate said. "You know, Sybil, the family that plays together stays—" "—no," Sybil interrupted. "The answer is no. I know why Kate was yelling my name. The answer is still no. I'm in love with Stephanie and I won't screw around on her, ever. So drop the notion that I'm getting involved in any of this." A bell broke the stern lecture. It rang and rang, loudly, hastily. "There's mom making sure the dinner bell works," Sybil said. "Alright, here's where we stand, ladies: I stay out of your way and I don't rat on you. You don't rat on me about Stephanie. So long as we keep this agreement..." The bell rang, faster and louder. "Alright mom, Jesus! We're on the way, for fuck's sake!" Before Sybil left the room, she turned back to her sisters. "If you two are gonna do this a lot while you're at home, you might consider keeping some air freshener around. That's definitely pussy I smell." **** The guests had already arrived when the sisters came downstairs. Thanksgiving was always a light affair, traditional but not extravagant. In addition to the three sisters there was Stephanie, her parents, Kendra, and her own mother and father. "Glad you could join us," Kendra said. The girls detected animosity in her tone, but the others didn't notice. They carved their turkey meat and ate their food as if no tension hung over the table. "Delicious as always," Grama complimented. "I learned from the best," Kendra said. She sipped her iced tea and casually put down the glass. "How was the trip?" "Not bad," Grampa said. "Traffic wasn't hard as we thought it'd be. We did leave early, though. By the way, have you seen them new short cars? Craziest thing I did ever lay eyes on. Wouldn't be caught dead in one of them." "You mean smart cars?" Stephanie asked. "Nothing smart about those designs!" Grampa cackled. Kendra shot Kate and Tabitha angry glances that they understood. "Business at the Diner has been good." "Got that place up and running nice, eh?" Grama said. "I expect the best of my employees," Kendra said, her cold gaze piercing Kate. As Grampa went off on a tangent about the terrible music he'd heard on the radio during the trip, the two sisters glanced at Stephanie and exchanged wicked smirks. "Whoops, shoe's untied," Tabitha said, bending under the table. With the crowd momentarily distracted, Kate's hand slipped beneath the surface. A few seconds later, Sybil's phone made two noises. She checked it. She shot her sisters an 'are you serious?' look. "Put that thing away," Stephanie's mother Marian scolded. "That's the problem with the new generation right there, Kendra. Can't spend enough time with their family because of their little phones." Sybil nervously cleared her throat. "Sorry Aunt Marian." Kate and Tabitha had tweaked their Snapchat settings so the images were brief, but it was long enough. Sybil's sisters had undone their jeans, not only undone them but pushed their bottoms down just above their knees. Right now, Kate and Tabitha's pussies were exposed under the table. "You okay there, sweetie?" Grampa asked. "Fine, Grampa," Sybil lied. The other sisters held back giggles. Sybil fired a cue that they should tread lightly. Kendra noticed. Or maybe she didn't. Sybil hoped not, as much as she hoped Kendra wouldn't happen to peek under the table herself or someone wouldn't drop a utensil. "You sure? You look like you're getting a headache there," Kate said, smiling. "I'm, I'm fine," Sybil insisted. Stephanie, sitting beside her, mouthed a "what?" Sybil mouthed back, "I'll tell you later." Kendra wiped her mouth. "How's retirement, mom? Dad?" "Overrated as hell," Grampa said. "Dad, language!" Marian said. "Well, it is! Nothing to do but watch TV day in, day out." "Really? That sounds like a dream," Tabitha said. "You think that, till you get there," Grama said. "There's lots about getting old that's made worse with retirement." "Yeah, having to spend all day at home with the same person," Grampa said. "Dad!" Kendra and Marian exclaimed. "I'm joking, I'm joking," Grampa chuckled, attempting to pacify his wife's reaction. "Hoo boy. Gettin me some more ham." As he stood, he bumped into his chair and nearly stumbled. There was enough time between his half-fall and his return to his feet to see underneath. Sybil gulped. Tabitha and Kate looked amused and nervous. All three sisters fidgeted. Then Grampa was on his way to the food trays as if he'd seen nothing. "Dropped my fork," Tabitha announced. The utensil made a soft cling on the hard floor. "Oh look, you made me drop mine too," Kate said. Grampa returned to the table. Kendra and Grama ate in silence. Marian told Stephanie she should do something different with her hair, that a woman's hairstyle carried just as much self-respect as the rest of her. Sybil's phone bleated twice. "Shut that ringer off!" Marian hissed. "You can play with your toys when your grandparents aren't here! No, honor, no respect, I swear..." "It's, not the kind of phone where you can shut off the ringer," Sybil lied again. "It'll just vibrate." "Then turn it off," Marian said. The Snapchats appeared and disappeared from Sybil's screen. Each picture displayed a shaved, wet pussy, fingers curled into each. "Found it, finally," Tabitha said. When her head reappeared Sybil spotted it, and so clearly she had no idea how the others hadn't: glistening fingers reflecting in the daylight. Kate looked at Sybil as she sucked pussy off her fingers. "Good turkey, mom." Sybil got up. "Excuse me for a second." "You okay there?" Grampa asked for the second time. Sybil rushed out of the room. "Be back in a minute." She ran to the downstairs bathroom, shut and locked the door. She pulled out her phone and sent a text to Kate: "Stop this. Right now. You are about to get in serious trouble. Stop, or I will tell mom about your game." In the distance she heard Aunt Marian complaining,"now you're doing it, too! Good Lord, Kendra! What have we raised?" Sybil returned to the table and resumed eating. "Slow down, it's not gonna run from you!" her uncle joked. Kendra ate and held light conversation. But her graceful front deceived her. In her mind, a storm was building. It was not only of resentment and anger, but also suspicion. There was a good chance, she surmised, that Sybil had joined her sisters in their incestuous play. All Kendra needed was the right moment to catch them. **** When Sybil parked in the busy lot, Stephanie was propped against her car. "What's the matter?" Stephanie asked. Sybil swallowed. "Stephanie...I was right." "About?" "About Kate and Tabitha. I walked in on them." The news struck Stephanie like a lightning bolt. She could only utter, "wow." "I know!" Sybil said, shocked now that she remembered it herself. "Wow," Stephanie repeated. "Hang on a sec." Sybil followed while Stephanie sat on a curb. "What did you catch them doing?" she asked. "Are you sure you weren't imagining things?" Sybil joined her. "Oh no, they were at it. And then, and then they invited me to join them." "Oh?" Stephanie's response confused Sybil. "I didn't, of course." "Really?" Again, Stephanie's reaction was surprising, not to mention unnerving. "Of course not! I wasn't about to cheat on you!" "Well, why not?" There was a long pause. "Okay. I guess this is the conversation we have about boundaries," Sybil said carefully. "I love you, Stephanie. You're the only one I've got eyes for, and..." Just then, her cell phone made the distinct sound that had plagued her since the meal. Sybil reached in her pocket. "Shit." "What is it?" Stephanie asked. "It's SnapChat," Sybil said, checking her phone. "They were playing a game during dinner. Guess it's still on. That's something else I wanted to talk to you about." Sybil showed the phone to Stephanie and opened the SnapChat message. Two wet pussies, positioned side-by-side, stayed on the screen for ten seconds. Stephanie blinked. "Those are..." "Kate and Tabitha's" Sybil said. "It's getting obnoxious. But back to what I was saying. I won't cheat on you, Stephanie. Especially with my sisters." "Well, I appreciate the honesty," Stephanie said. "I gotta admit, this is weird. You and I are cousins, first cousins at that, and that's enough to give most people pause. Sisters, though..." "Tell me about it." Stephanie smiled. "Then again, you and I are first cousins. It makes me wonder if there's a difference." Sybil tried to parse the sentence as meaning something else. "Really a difference...? Yes, there's a difference! Stephanie, they're my..." She lowered her voice. "They're my sisters. And they're not you. And I don't. Wait a minute." Stephanie was smirking. It was a devilish gesture Sybil was familiar with. "No, no, no. Hold on, now. What are you thinking?" "I'm not thinking anything," Stephanie said. Sybil gave Stephanie a disbelieving squint. "Except maybe one thing. Maybe I'd like to see for myself, " Stephanie said. "See, see what?" Sybil asked, wondering how this discussion could be real. "Tabitha and Kate," Stephanie clarified. "You know, just to confirm for you." "And how would you see this for yourself, Stephanie?" "You've got FaceTime, right?" "Let, me get this straight. You want me, to spy on them with my phone, so you can watch?" "Did I say spy? No, spying means they don't know about it, right? You can tell them exactly what you're doing and what I'm thinking." Before Sybil protested, Stephanie walked toward her car. "Oh, but first, you can borrow Melvin," Stephanie said. "Maybe I'm thinking of letting him have some other girls." She leaned forward to whisper in Sybil's ear. Her lover's hot breath tingled her pussy. "Follow me." **** There was a faint hum behind the door. Sybil tried the knob and found it locked. Finally, after being walked in on twice, Kate and Tabitha were taking precautions. She turned over Stephanie's words in her mind. For someone so afraid of being caught, Stephanie was wild, and there was no telling what she had planned. She'd been serious; after years of being in a relationship they were keen on each others signals. Sybil sighed. She took out her phone, opened the SnapChat app and took a selfie of her face. She added 'open the door' as a text overlay and sent the message. "Who is it?" Tabitha asked. "Sybil," Kate said. "Interesting." "How should we answer the door?" A click, and then Kate called out, "it's open!" Sybil entered the room and stopped at the sight of her two naked sisters on the bed. Tabitha was fucking Kate with a vibrator on full blast. Kate was ready to cum. The comforter between them was soaked. Sybil shut and locked the door. Tabitha removed the vibrator from Kate's pussy and slurped off the juices. "Want a taste?" Tabitha asked. "No," Sybil said. "I'm not playing. I'm here to observe." Tabitha and Kate pretended to pout. "Actually, there's a couple other things." Sybil browsed for the correct app. "I talked to Stephanie. She wants, God, I can't believe this, proof, and she also wanted you to borrow, borrow this." Sybil tossed Melvin the Terrible on the bed. Kate grabbed it before Tabitha could. "Ooh, I've never had black before," Kate cooed. "Does he belong to you and Stephanie?" "Yes," Sybil admitted, rolling her eyes. "Wonder if they've washed it?" Tabitha said. Kate kissed the RealisticCock's shaft. "Tastes a little like pussy." Tabitha stole it from Kate. "No way." Sybil was streaming the video to Stephanie. The landscaped phone trembled in her hand. "Wow, yeah, it does," Tabitha said. "Did you and Stephanie use this before you got here?" "No," Sybil said. "I wonder if that's Sybil or Stephanie on there," Kate said. To the screen she asked, "who is it, Stephanie?" The face on the screen had wide eyes and raised eyebrows. "Oh my God," Stephanie whispered. "Seen enough, Stephanie?" Sybil asked. "Oh my God, Stephanie repeated. Tabitha gave Kate a peck on the cheek. "I think Stephanie wants us to do a show for her, Sybil." She pushed Kate down and helped herself to a tit. With a free hand Tabitha switched the vibrator on at a low setting. "Let's show her, what we do, Tabs," Kate moaned. Sybil rolled up a desk chair to sit in while she broadcast the video. Tabitha and Kate went through several gestures of foreplay, never once breaking their gaze from the phone screen. They rubbed their breasts together, kissed, and tasted each others juices. Tabitha brushed the whirring vibrator between Kate's tits, moving the toy past her breasts, to her stomach and her thighs. She teased around Kate's pussy with slow strokes. "If I remember right it was your turn with the vibrator last," Tabitha said. "Fucking tease," Kate said. "Don't get me all worked up and then change your mind." "Who said I was changing my mind?" Tabitha turned the opposite way so the girls lay in a 69 position. Kate lavished Tabitha's cunt while Tabitha fucked her sister with the vibrator. Sybil nearly dropped the phone. She was fidgeting in the desk chair while moans escaped her phone's speakers. "Stephanie!" Sybil half-whispered in shock, "are you...?" Kate replaced her mouth with Melvin the Terrible. As the head and shaft penetrated Tabitha, she gasped at the unexpected switch.