Family First Ch. 11

Christina felt a ball of guilt forming deep down in the pit of her stomach. She knew why Danny had been so standoffish, and it had absolutely nothing to do with his busy calendar.

"That's my fault," she said. "I'm the one who told him you were dating Brett, and I'm also the one who convinced him that you weren't really into him. I could — um... tell him that you are, though... if you want me to."

Christina silently cursed herself. The last thing she wanted to do was get Olivia's hopes up, especially when all she needed to do was politely agree that Danny wasn't interested and move on, but in the heat of the moment, she wasn't sure what else to say.

Olivia looked strangely taken aback and gave Christina a long, searching stare. Before Christina had a chance to wonder what she was looking for, she smiled and shook her head.

"No, that's okay. We've only got a few weeks of school left, anyways, and it doesn't make much sense to start dating someone new right before graduation," she said. "Besides, everyone knows that high-school relationships almost never last once college starts."

For the first time since they'd met, Christina got the distinct impression that Olivia wasn't being entirely straightforward with her. There was something about her lack of eye-contact and the breezy sing-song of her voice that seemed forced. Christina was left with the distinct impression that Olivia was trying to assuage her guilt over the role she'd played in keeping them apart.

Olivia paused for a long moment, obviously debating something in her mind before looking Christina directly in the eyes and saying, "Besides, even if he did think I was going out with Brett, it wouldn't change the fact that I'm pretty sure he likes someone else."

"Wait — What? Who?" Christina asked, surprised that Olivia would say something that was so obviously untrue. "He hasn't said anything to me about having a crush on anyone, and he would definitely tell me."

"It's just a feeling I have, I guess..." Olivia said, suddenly looking very uncomfortable as she fidgeted in her seat. That open, honest smile Christina had grown so fond of had vanished, and a nervous frown had taken up residence in its place. The fact that she was holding something back was clear, but before Christina had a chance to question her further, the bell rang and everyone started getting up to leave.

"Wait. Don't go yet," she said. "We didn't get any work done on this project. I have track practice after school today, but I'm free tomorrow if you want to come by my place and finish it up."

"Okay, that sounds good," Olivia replied, her usual friendly smile returning just as quickly as it had gone.

Christina hesitated a moment before saying, "Danny and I usually do our school work together. Would it bother you if I invited him to join us? He's a lot better at English than he is at Spanish," she added with a sarcastic smile.

"Sure. If you want to," Olivia replied. "Just don't do it on my account, okay?" Despite her impassive tone of voice, Christina couldn't ignore the excited twinkle in her eyes at the mention of Danny's name.

"Okay, sounds good. Want to meet up at the front entrance after school, then?"

"Works for me! See you tomorrow!"

"See ya!"

Jesus. What the hell have I gotten myself into? Christina asked herself as she packed up her belongings and jostled her way into the crowded flow of students moving through the halls.

She sat through the rest of her classes in a stupor. No matter how hard she tried to ignore them, her thoughts inevitably circled back around to Olivia Foster. Christina had spent most of her high school career purposefully avoiding the kind of relationship drama that seemed to go along with being an immature teenager, and other than her brief dalliance with Brett Sampson, she'd been fairly successful. Now, against her better judgment, she'd somehow managed to find herself in an improbable love triangle with her cousin and the hottest girl in school.

The worst part was that she had no idea how to feel about any of it. On one hand, she was overjoyed at having made a new friend, and knowing that Olivia wasn't interested in Brett made that friendship much more appealing. On the other, it bothered her that Olivia obviously still had feelings for Danny. Despite her protestations to the contrary, Christina didn't believe for a second she'd pass up an opportunity to be with Danny.

Mostly, though, Christina felt guilty. Guilty for all of the assumptions she'd made about Olivia. Guilty for the way she'd treated her afterward. And most of all, guilty for getting between Danny and a girl who she felt was her superior in every possible regard.

Normally, track practice was an opportunity to clear her head. There was a certain meditative quality to the steady repetition of her footfalls that usually helped clear her mind. But as she ran laps around the football field, her confusion and anxiety only deepened. By the time practice was over, she was half convinced that she'd ruined Danny's first chance at real happiness.

The only thing she knew for sure was that it was on her to make it right. She'd meant what she said the day before. She would do whatever it took to make Danny happy, and if that meant that the sexual part of their relationship had to end, then at least they'd still have their friendship and more than a few happy memories to go along with it. It might break her heart, but she knew that she had to tell him the truth about Olivia. Trying to interfere any more than she already had would only make things worse in the long run.

Despite everything, Christina did her best to maintain a positive attitude as she walked home. Her plan was to make a quick stop at her own house to drop off her things and take a quick shower before heading over to Danny's to tell him everything she'd heard. The moment she stepped into the foyer, though, the all-too-familiar sounds of sex stopped her in her tracks.

Forget about running laps, she thought. This is the kind of distraction I really need.

For the first time all afternoon, a happy smile started to form in the corners of her mouth as she moved stealthily down the hall and towards the masculine grunting and moaning that seemed to be coming from the living room. Her father and uncle would still be at work, so she immediately assumed the voice in question had to be Danny's. Based on the wet sucking noises that accompanied him, she guessed that someone was giving him the blowjob of a lifetime.

"Oh, God... It feels really good, Mom... But is it really okay for us to be doing this? What if Dad finds out? Won't he be mad?" Danny asked, his voice sounding more clear and distinct as she crept closer to the entryway.

Her first instinct was to jump around the corner and give her unsuspecting victims a scare before joining in on the fun, but there was something about what he'd said and the sincerity with which he'd said it that stopped her cold. Her Uncle wasn't merely aware that Danny had a sexual relationship with his mom. He'd been a driving force in pushing them together in the first place. The idea that her Uncle Tim would be upset by Danny and Mary sharing some afternoon delight just didn't make any sense.

"Don't worry about your father, baby," said a voice that almost certainly belonged to Christina's mother. "He loves both of us very much, and he knows how badly I've wanted this — to feel my baby boy's sexy cock in my mouth, and... in other places..."

"Oh, Mom — Yessss!" Danny moaned as the rhythmic sucking sound resumed.

With her curiosity at its absolute peak, Christina knelt low to the ground and allowed herself a quick glance around the corner, hoping that they'd be too distracted by each other to notice her presence. What she saw made her pussy throb and her small, pink nipples harden into sensitive little knots.

Diane was on her hands and knees with her face shoved right in Danny's crotch as he knelt before her. His hands rested on her scalp, his fingers digging into her auburn hair as he rocked his hips back and forth. His body was angled slightly in Christina's direction, giving her an erotic view of her mom's naked body. Every time Danny bottomed our in her throat, Diane made a pleasant gurgling sound, and a few more drops of spittle leaked out around her lips, forming several long strands that dripped down to the carpet below. Christina could also see the undersides of her mom's hanging breasts as they bounced and jiggled, her puffy nipples barely grazing the material of the carpet every time his hips slammed back into her face. Being low to the ground, Christina could also see the barest hint of tawny curls poking out from between the cheeks of Diane's ass. The scent of excited femininity seemed to waft off of her in waves, and Christina once again found herself resisting the urge to crawl around the corner and bury her tongue deep in her mom dripping cunt.

"Oh! You're so good at this, Mom. I can't believe how good it feels... I never knew..."

"Mmmmm, I'm glad, baby," Diane replied, his dick sliding out from between her lips with a wet pop. "From now on, you can use Mommy's mouth whenever you want. Nothing would make me happier than being my son's personal cum-slut. Would you like that, baby?" she asked, her eyes wide and vulnerable with lust.

Danny's only response was to take her face in his hands and frantically smash his lips against her own. Diane gave another weak moan as they made out with each other, filling the room with the wet, sloppy sounds of their tongues and lips.

"I love you, Mommy," he moaned, briefly coming up for air before going back in for more. As they kissed, his hands moved lower, tracing a line down her elegant neck to her hanging breasts. Her moans intensified when he filled each of his palms with a heavy tit and started rubbing and pulling on her puffy nipples.

Christina wasn't surprised at all that her mom and cousin had been fooling around in her absence, but this was a dynamic she hadn't expected. The last time she'd seen them together Danny had been almost painfully shy, and her mom had been forced to take the lead. Obviously, a lot had happened between them since then. She still wasn't sure exactly what was going on, but somehow she sensed that interrupting them would be wrong.

Doing her best to stay quiet, she shoved one hand into her shorts and started gently running circles around her erect clit while the other slid underneath her sports bra to tweak and play with her sensitive nipples.

As Christina watched with wide-eyed fascination, Diane flopped onto her back, spread her legs, and in a desperate, cat-like mewl, said, "Oh Gawd, Johnnie... please fuck me! I want you inside of me so bad..."

Suddenly, Christina understood everything. They were play-acting — or Danny was, at least. Her mom obviously couldn't wait for her John to come home from school, so in the mean-time, she'd asked Danny to play the part of her far-too innocent son.

She couldn't see her mom's face, but she could see Danny's. His eyes were desperate and hungry as he stared down at the wet hole between his aunt's legs, but he made no move to do as she'd asked. Instead, he adopted a tortured expression and said, "I want to, Mom. You're so pretty... but this is so wrong. I can't stop thinking about Dad. What would he think if he knew what we were doing? He'd never forgive me!"

Christina couldn't help but chuckle at Danny's performance. It was hard to picture her jock brother sounding so naive, but it seemed to work just fine for her mom. Diane let out another desperate groan and wrapped her fist around his wet cock, using her strokes to insistently pull him down to her drooling slot.

"Don't worry about your father," she pleaded, her voice sounding more urgent than ever. "He knows I need this... He knows he married a filthy, incestuous, whore... And he knows how badly I've wanted this — how long I've waited to feel my boy's cock all the way up inside of me."

"He... he does?" Danny asked, his eyes wide with surprise.

"He's the same way, honey. And so is your little sister. In fact, he's probably upstairs with his cock buried half-way up her tight little asshole right this minute."

A stifled moan escaped from Christina's lips as Diane brought her into their dirty little role-play. She couldn't help but form a mental image of her dad kneeling behind her, plugging in and out of her asshole while her mom and brother fucked each other senseless downstairs. She couldn't help but notice the way Danny's cock lurched in her mom's hand as he imagined the very same thing.

"Dad... and Christina...?" he asked. His acting was better than Christina would have guessed. If she didn't know any better, she might have thought he was legitimately surprised.

Diane gave an eager nod. "So you don't need to worry," she said. "You can do whatever you want with me, just please don't make me wait!"

Without another word, Danny placed his palm on her chest and gently pushed her back down to the carpet. He traced his fingertips down between her breasts and over her belly, grinning as she jerked and trembled beneath his gentle touch. When he finally reached the apex of her thighs, he pushed his middle and index finger into her cunt. Diane let out a desperate sob, her back arching as she lifted her hips to more quickly fill the aching emptiness within her.

"You're so wet, Mom!" Danny exclaimed in a tone of pure, child-like innocence.

Diane's body jerked and heaved beneath him. "It's all for you, baby. All for my sweet little boy," she moaned, her voice coming out in an impassioned warble. "Please fuck me. All I can th-think about is you f-fucking me... and c-c-cumming in me..."

By that point, Diane's whole body was writhing and bucking on the carpet, incapable of feeling anything other than Danny's fingers eagerly molesting her swollen cunt. As Christina watched in stunned silence, she found herself holding back a powerful orgasm of her own. Diane had always been confident and assertive, especially in the bedroom, so it was strangely exciting to see her so completely consumed by her incestuous fantasies.

Pulling his hand away from her sodden crotch, Danny quickly slathered his cock with her juices and gave himself a few strokes for good measure before leaning forward and nestling himself right at the cusp of her entrance. Keeping his eyes locked on Diane's, he drove his hips forward. Her pussy made a wet, squelching sound as he slid deeper and deeper into her.

From there, all bets were off. Danny started driving his cock in and out of her with long, powerful thrusts. Before long the room was filled with the slippery-wet sounds of her greasy hole repeatedly making way for his thick cock.

"Uhhhhh—Fuck! Uhhhh—Fuck! Uhhhh—Fuck!" Diane moaned as her eyes rolled back in her head and her fingers grasped desperately at the carpet. This went on for a minute or two, Danny grunting and thrusting while Diane mindlessly crooned her repetitive mantra.

It didn't take long for both of them to reach their peak. Diane came first, howling and moaning as her legs kicked wildly beneath her. Danny kept fucking her, forcing his dick in and out of her pulsing slit even as she bucked beneath him, trying to free herself from the blistering pleasure that seemed to pour from every nerve ending in her body.

A second later, Danny made a noise that Christina recognized all too well. Moving swiftly, he withdrew from her hole and crouched over. Wrapping his fist around his cock, he started drenching her breasts and belly with shot after shot of his potent spunk. Diane stared up at him with unseeing eyes, her whole body trembling in response to each splash of warm cum against her skin. By the time he was finished, streaks of slimy fluid pooled between her tits and in her belly-button, and a few strands stuck to her pubic hair.

When all was said and done, Danny collapsed backward, propping himself up against the base of the sofa, staring at his aunt's used up body, her belly and thighs jerking and trembling in the aftershocks of her orgasm.

"Did I do it okay?" he asked.

"Okay doesn't even begin to describe it," Diane replied through panting breaths as she stared up at the ceiling. "You were fucking incredible, Danny..." When she managed to sit up and look at him, she added, "Have you ever considered a career in acting?"

He just grinned and shook his head. "My impersonation of John isn't much to write home about, but I'm really glad you enjoyed it."

"You were perfect, honey, and I really appreciate you being willing to play along. I know it was more for me than for you."

"It was a lot of fun for me, too, you know," he replied glancing meaningfully down at the mess he'd made all over her. "I don't know if I'll ever get over what an ego trip it is knowing that my sexy aunt wants to do stuff like that with me."

"—And I don't know if I'll ever get over the ego trip of having a handsome, teenage, stud who's willing to fuck an old lady like me."

"Now you're just fishing for compliments."

"Hm. Maybe," Diane replied with a loving smile. "Now get over here and kiss me."

Christina had planned to reveal herself once the show had ended, but as Diane and Danny met in the middle of the carpet and started pressing soft kisses on each other's lips, she couldn't help but stop and stare for a bit longer. Unlike moments earlier, their show of affection wasn't part of a game. The quiet, appreciative noises Diane made were for Danny — not some imagined version of her son. Most girls would have felt utterly betrayed watching their mother share an intimate moment with their boyfriend, but Christina thought it was sweet. There was something strangely adorable about their chemistry that made her feel all warm and happy inside, even if she wasn't directly involved. Somewhere, deep in the back of her mind, she wondered whether she'd feel the same way if it was Olivia, and not her mother, who was making out with Danny in the middle of the living room floor.

She'd gotten a voyeuristic thrill from watching Danny and Diane fuck, but she suddenly felt like an intruder as she watched them share this private moment together. With a reluctant sigh, she finally acknowledged the fact that it was long past time for her to reveal herself.

"Well, what have we here?" she asked, interrupting their embrace as she stepped around the corner and into the living room. "You two really couldn't have waited until I got home?"

Once the shock of her entrance wore off, Diane gave a casual shrug. "I was home alone and horny, and I figured Danny was, too. Besides, does it really surprise you that your dear old mom likes to be treated like a slutty, incestuous, tramp every now and then?"

"Every now and then?" Christina asked, her eyes narrowing as she flashed a sarcastic grin.

"Hey! Be nice," Diane pouted.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of," Christina replied. "After all, I had to get it from somewhere." As if to emphasize her point, she casually pulled her top over her head and tossed it aside. Her bra, shorts, and panties soon followed, and seconds later she was every bit as naked as they were. Her arousal was plainly evident to both her mom and her cousin as she took a seat on the couch, making no effort to hide the fact that her pussy was swollen and very wet.

"How much of that did you see?" Danny asked.

"All the good parts," Christina replied with an impish smile. "All I can say is that I hope I have a son like you one day" She'd meant it as a joke, but a naughty shiver went down her spine at the thought of having a son of her own one day and doing the same things with him that her parents had done with her.

"I'm sure he'd make me a very happy grandma," Diane said, unable to suppress her glee at the stricken expressions on Christina and Danny's faces. "And with that, I think I'll make my exit. I need to get cleaned up and start cooking dinner. Will you be joining us, Danny?"