Family First Ch. 09

It was bizarre. She felt dirty and wrong, but so incredibly loved and accepted all at the same time. She'd always had her differences with her parents, her mom in particular, but now they were sharing something together that was just for them -- something that few would ever be able to understand. It made her feel special. Like she'd achieved something far beyond anything her classmates were capable of.

Not that she would ever tell them, of course. Somehow she doubted that Olivia Foster would be quite as friendly if she knew that she'd just swallowed a load of her dad's spunk before licking and finger fucking her mom to an equally intense orgasm.

For several long minutes, the three of them sat in a sex-induced stupor as they tried to contextual their actions within the framework of their new family dynamic.

It was Diane who finally broke the silence.

"So... Any regrets?" she asked.

"Not a one," Ray replied with a satisfied smile.

"Just one," Christina said with an evil grin.

"Oh yeah? What's that?" Diane asked, cocking her head in confusion.

"Dad still hasn't fucked me," she replied, sticking out her bottom lip in a childish pout.

Ray's cheeks colored slightly, but he couldn't help but smile back at her. "Sorry, Pun'kin. I'm not sure I'd be much use to you in this state," he said as his eyes darted down to his lifeless prick.

Christina let out a pitiful sigh. "I know, Dad. I just hope you're not planning on keeping me waiting for it too much longer."

"Hey, he's still my husband, you know," Diane interjected, her serious tone clashing with the playfulness in her expression. "If you ask nice, though, I might be willing to share."

"Aw, thanks," Christina replied in the most sarcastic voice she could muster. "So, what now?"

"Now, I need to take a shower," Diane replied. "Would you two care to join me?"

Christina and Ray nodded in agreement and followed her into the bathroom. There was remarkably little hanky panky as the three of them soaped off, although Christina couldn't resist the opportunity to grope her dad's soft cock and balls while giving him another chance to feel up her tits and tweak her nipples.

When everyone was done drying off, they got dressed and made their way downstairs. Christina made a point of grabbing her cell-phone in case Danny decided to call. The three of them sat around the kitchen table, much as they had the previous morning. Now that their sexual appetites had been sated, they started working to fill their stomachs.

Christina found her mind drifting back to what Danny had told her the night before. She was trying to find a good way to bring it up with her parents, but before she had a chance, Diane said, "So tell me all about your study date yesterday."

Christina made a face. This was the last thing she wanted to talk about.

"Um... there's not really anything to tell," she said.

"Oh... okay. I just noticed the way you reacted when she called and thought there might have been something there..."

Diane made no effort to hide her disappointment. Christina had always resisted her mother's attempts to discuss school gossip with her. Diane had hoped that recent events would improve that aspect of their relationship, but it seemed, for the moment at least, that her optimism had been misplaced.

The problem for Christina was that there absolutely was something there, she just wasn't used to talking about her personal problems, least of all with her parents. She'd always been introverted and not much interested in participating in the social ups and downs of high-school. Every time her mom asked her about the local gossip or about which boys she was interested in dating, it made Christina feel somehow inadequate -- like she was missing out on all of the things her mom valued. Of course, she knew her mom loved her and was just trying to be involved in her life, which just made her feel all the more guilty for her naturally stubborn reaction.

Christina's mind flashed back to the conversation she'd had with her mom about the incriminating diary entry which had started this whole mess. She didn't know it at the time, but her mom was one of the few people who could understand where she was coming from. Without her support and encouragement, things would have turned out very differently. Maybe her mom was just the person to talk to this time, too.

"Well... actually... there might be something going on... I'm not really sure," she mumbled.

Diane's expression brightened. "I thought so. Does it have something to do with Danny?"

Christina was momentarily taken aback by her mom's impressive powers of intuition.

"How'd you guess?"

"I could tell something was up when she called yesterday. You seemed pretty stressed, considering it was just a simple study date." Diane hesitated a moment before saying, "She's the girl that Danny had a crush on, right? The one you wrote about in your diary?"

Christina sighed. "Yeah... She is... Maybe I'm just being paranoid, but the more I get to know her, the more I think that she really is interested in him--"

"--And you don't know what to do, because you can't tell her that you're sleeping with your cousin." Diane said, finishing her daughter's sentence.

Christina nodded. "That about sums it up. The worst part is that I can't even bring myself to hate her. It would be so much easier if she was one of those stuck up bitches that Danny normally gets crushes on, but she's just so... so nice! If things had turned out even a little bit differently, I'd be over the moon about Danny finding someone like Olivia."

Diane offered a sympathetic smile. "That certainly does make things more complicated. But are you sure she's actually after him?"

"If you'd asked me that a week ago, I would have thought you were joking... but now I'm not so sure. Every time I'm around her, it feels like it's only a matter of time before she finds an excuse to bring Danny into the conversation."

"What about that dirtbag ex-boyfriend of yours. Didn't you say that they were dating?" Ray asked. He'd been content to quietly listen in on their conversation, but he couldn't resist taking a jab at the boy who had caused his daughter so much heartache.

"Yeah. They are... at least I think they are," Christina replied, grinning a bit at her father's disdain for Brett. "I've seen them together in the halls a few times, but she's never brought him up in conversation."

"Never?" Diane asked, somewhat incredulously. "Not once?"

"Nope."

"Then she's about to dump him, or already has, or they were never actually dating in the first place. Trust me on this one. When I was your age, I couldn't go five minutes without talking about your father, and my friends were no different when it came to their boyfriends."

Christina's heart sank. As much as she hated Brett Sampson, there was a kind of comfort that came from knowing that he and Olivia were an item. It meant that the new girl wasn't a threat. Now her mom had stripped away that sense of security.

Before she had a chance to respond, Diane asked another question. "What about Danny? Do you think he's still interested in her?"

"I don't know... maybe? She called him a few nights ago and asked if he still wanted her to 'tutor' him," Christina said, using air-quotes for emphasis. "He turned her down, but I could tell that he wanted to say yes..." she hesitated a moment. "You don't think I'm being paranoid, do you?"

"Of course not," Diane replied. "To be honest, I'm surprised something like this hasn't happened sooner. You have to admit that it was only a matter of time before someone noticed that Danny's one hell of a catch."

"Yeah... I guess so..."

"So I guess the real question is this: what are you going to do about it?"

"That's the thing," Christina said. "I have no idea... Part of me feels insanely jealous at the thought of him being in a relationship with anyone other than me... present company excluded, of course," she added with a playful smile. "At the same time, I can't stand the idea of getting in the way of something that would make him happy..."

"I don't think you have to worry about that," Ray said. "I've never seen anyone or anything that seems to make Danny as happy as you do."

"Thanks, Dad. I hope you're right..."

"He is," Diane said with confidence. "There's nothing Danny wouldn't do for you..."

"...But?" Christina asked, sensing that there was something her mom was leaving unsaid.

"...But I think the two of you may need to have an honest discussion about what you actually want out of this new layer to your relationship. I know this is all new, and we're all still figuring things out, but we can't avoid the fact that this lifestyle does complicate things, and at some point, the two of you are going to have to decide if what you're doing is just about the sex, or if this is about something more."

"It's not just about the sex," Christina replied with a defensive edge in her voice. "When I'm with Danny I feel so completely safe and loved. I've never felt that way with anyone else, and I never want it to go away."

Diane gave her daughter a knowing smile, apparently unfazed by the aggressive shift in her tone. "Trust me, honey... I know that feeling all too well, and I didn't mean to imply that what you and Danny have together isn't special. All I'm saying is that the two of you won't ever have a normal boyfriend-girlfriend relationship. There are things that you're going to have to figure out, and if you're really worried about this Olivia girl, then you and Danny need to talk about your expectations for each other. If you don't, then it will only be a matter of time before someone's feelings get hurt."

As loathe as she was to admit it, Christina knew that her mom was right. Her relationship with Danny was perfect, so long as it stayed within the bounds of their family, but they couldn't stay hidden from the outside world forever. Truthfully, she didn't mind the idea of Danny sleeping with other women, after all, he'd already fucked both her mother and his. In fact, she could think of few things that would be more exciting than getting the opportunity to watch her handsome cousin fuck Olivia Foster's brain's out.

But there was no point even thinking about that. Olivia was an outsider, and she could never know the things her family did behind closed doors. If Danny ever did start a relationship with her, he'd have to do it alone, without Christina by his side. The thought was almost too painful to bear.

As she was contemplating a response, her train of thought was interrupted by tinny, electronic sound of the Dr. Who theme song emanating from her pants pocket.

"Speak of the devil."

She pulled out her phone and tapped the flashing green button. "Took you long enough," she said. "I was wondering if you were ever going to call."

"Heh... sorry. It was kind of a long night, and we just got out of bed."

As Christina and Danny talked, her parents leaned forward, doing their best to hear both sides of the call.

"It's cool. We're just about to eat breakfast, too. So... How was it?" she asked.

"How was what?" Diane asked, interrupting their conversation.

Christina rolled her eyes in annoyance. "My mom wants to know what we're talking about. Is it okay if I tell her?"

"I guess so," Danny replied. "The way your mom and my mom talk, I'm sure it won't be a secret for much longer anyways."

"Okay, fair enough. Give me a sec." With her hand covering the mouthpiece, she turned to her parents and said, "I don't know all the details yet, but Danny and Aunt Mary had sex last night."

Diane's jaw practically hit the floor, and Ray's body jolted as if he'd just woken up from an unpleasant dream.

"Are you serious?" Diane asked. "How long have you known? Why didn't you say anything?"

A smug grin spread across Christina's face. It wasn't often that she knew things that her parents didn't. "I just found out last night. I would have said something sooner, but you guys didn't exactly give me a chance."

"What about Tim? Does he know?"

Christina sighed. "I don't know yet. If you'll give me a second to talk to Danny, then maybe I could find out."

"Sorry," Diane replied. "Go ahead."

"Everything okay?" Danny asked when Christina put the phone back to her ear.

"Yeah, everything's good. My mom's just a little bit excited. Now tell me everything, and don't leave anything out."

Danny did exactly as instructed, telling Christina every sordid detail of his parents' late-night visit to his bedroom. Diane tapped her foot impatiently as she ate her breakfast and listened to her daughter's side of the conversation. She was so intently focused on hearing every possible detail that she nearly jumped out of her skin when her own phone started loudly buzzing and ringing on the linoleum countertop. Her surprise turned quickly to delight when she picked it up and saw that the caller was her sister-in-law, Mary. Moments later, Diane was engrossed in her own lurid conversation about the incestuous threesome that had taken place the night before.

With a shrug and a smile, Ray turned his attention to his breakfast, enjoying the excited chatter from his wife and daughter. When the calls finally ended, they both filled him in on everything they'd learned, just as he knew they would.

"I don't know what's more surprising," he said. "The fact that Tim's been fucking his mom this whole time, or that Mary actually got up the nerve to make a move on her son."

"This whole thing really does keep getting weirder and weirder, doesn't it?" Christina said, shaking her head in amusement.

"Sure does," Ray replied.

"In a good way, though... right?" Diane asked.

Ray nodded. "I wouldn't take any of it back for anything."

"Me either," Christina added.

"So what's your plan now?" Diane asked, turning her attention to back to her daughter. "Going to spend some time with Danny?"

Christina nodded. "I guess so. You guys could come too, you know," she said as she cast a hopeful glance in her father's direction.

"Maybe later," Diane said. "Even hedonistic sex-fiends like us have to run errands now and then. Besides, it sounds like you and Danny have some things you need to talk through on your own."

"Yeah... fair enough," Christina sighed.

Ray reached over to his daughter and placed his palm gently on her cheek, drawing her eyes into his own warm gaze. "Try not to worry, Pun'kin. If there's one thing I know, it's that Danny loves you to the moon and back, and he'd never do anything to hurt you. No matter what happens, it will all work out for the best in the end."

"Are you sure?" Christina asked, her voice meek and uncertain.

Ray nodded. "I'm sure."

As her father caressed her cheek, Christina felt a warm calm spread over her like a soft blanket, and she knew everything was going to be okay. An angelic smile spread across her face as she closed her eyes and nuzzled into his palm. If nothing else, she could at least be certain that regardless of how far she fell, her dad would always be there to catch her, and for now at least, that was enough.

"Thanks, Dad," she said as she reluctantly pulled away from his loving grasp. "You always know how to make me feel better."

"I'm glad," he replied with a genuine smile. "I hope you know that your mom and I will always be there for you, no matter what happens."

"I do," she replied. "It means a lot..."

"And you mean a lot to us," Diane added. "Now go talk this thing through with your cousin. I promise it won't be half as bad as you think.

Christina nodded yet again, this time with a renewed sense of confidence.

A few minutes later, she found herself standing outside the sliding door that lead into Danny's house. She'd entered and left their home from that entrance countless times, but this time she hesitated, unsure what sight would greet her when she stepped inside. Would she find her aunt and uncle, naked and engaged in some kind of lewd sexual activity? Or would it just be another normal Sunday afternoon? Both possibilities seemed equally plausible.

What she actually found was something in between those two extremes. Like in her own house, the Wheeler's patio door lead directly into their kitchen, where Mary was busily scrubbing dishes and placing them in the dishwasher. She was naked as the day she was born.

Christina couldn't help but take a moment to admire her aunt's pleasantly plump body, particularly the round globes of her ass, propped up by her generous thighs. She wished she could have been there to watch Danny drive his cock into that perfect, motherly body.

At the sound of the sliding door closing, Mary turned around to see who was there. "Oh! Hi Christina," she said. "I was just cleaning up. We've already eaten, but I can fix something up for you if you'd like."

It took a moment for the question to register in Christina's mind, as her attention was immediately drawn to her aunt's breasts, which swayed and wobbled delightfully with the twisting motions of her torso. Her pussy began to moisten as she fantasizes about licking and sucking the thick, dark nipples that capped off those heavy mounds of flesh.

"What...? Oh, no thanks," she finally replied, somehow managing to shake herself free from her stupor. "We just ate, too."

"Okay, well let me know if you change your mind," Mary replied, blushing at the way her niece's eyes roamed freely over her exposed flesh."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to stare," Christina said.

"It's okay, honey. I guess I'm still not quite used to being so... open about all of this. It was Tim's idea to stay naked all day, and I thought it might be a fun thing to try. I hope you don't mind. I can cover up if it makes you uncomfortable..."

"No way!" Christina exclaimed. "I was just enjoying the view. Who would have guessed that doing the dishes could look so good?"

"You're sweet, dear," Mary said, her blush deepening, even as she felt a wave of relief pass through her. Despite her shy nature (or perhaps because of it), exposing her body to her family members gave the repressed housewife a dirty thrill that she didn't fully understand but was nonetheless eager to explore.

"I'm not just saying it," Christina replied. "You're seriously hot, Aunt Mary." Suddenly, a naughty thought popped into her head. "In fact, would you mind if I... um... got a little bit more comfortable, too?"

Mary's heart fluttered at the thought of getting a fresh glimpse of her pretty niece's naked body. A coy smile spread across her face as she nodded.

"The more the merrier!"

Christina couldn't fail to notice the obvious desire in her aunt's eyes. She flashed a toothy grin before pulling her top over her head and shimmying out of her shorts. Her bra and panties quickly followed, and within a few moments, she was every bit as naked as her aunt.

Her heart beat a little bit faster, and a warm flush spread over her skin as her aunt's eyes drank in her nudity. Placing one hand on her hip, she struck a pose, thrusting her perky breasts forward and cocking her hips in her best imitation of a nude model.

Mary couldn't help but giggle at Christina's silly behavior. "You're beautiful, honey," she said. "Danny's a lucky guy."

"Don't I know it," Christina replied. She was surprised at how natural it felt to be nude in front of her aunt. There was something incredibly thrilling about being so free with her own body. It boosted her confidence in a way she hadn't expected.

Even more surprising was the sound of a friendly, male voice saying, "I didn't know we were expecting company."

She instantly recognized the voice as that of her uncle, Tim. She'd been so focused on her aunt that she'd failed to notice him standing at the bottom of the stairs. She gasped and instinctively moved to cover her nudity, but once the surprise wore off, she stopped herself and let her arms hang loosely at her sides.