Family Traditions Ch. 04

Hey reader! This is the 4th chapter of the series I'm working on and while I think each chapter can be read on its own; reading the preceding chapters should provide more context. Hope you enjoy.

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The Saturday morning sun crept through the small basement window and focused its light directly on Chris's face. He stretched his still tired muscles and discovered he was actually pretty sore. The previous night replayed in his mind. What started out as a planned solo night (admittedly one where Chris decided he was going to use his sisters panties to get off) turned in to a night of family revelations. First, while using his oldest sister Lena's dirty volleyball clothes to jack off, the middle sibling between Lena and Chris, Abby; caught him in the act and then joined in the fun. That alone would have been enough for Chris but then he found out his two sisters had a physically intimate relationship for almost an entire year. The night progressed with Lena talking Chris through the next step and her swallowing her brothers third load of the night.

The siblings finally capped the night off with Abby devouring their sisters pussy while finger fucking her own hole to orgasm, all while Chris exploded into Abby's cotton panties.

It was a lot to process and Chris had to recharge his mind and body. Going through the prior night, Chris felt his cock start to stir.

"There's absolutely no way I can jerk off right now" Chris said out loud to himself as if he was trying to convince his penis to stay flaccid. His cock ached from over use as he stumbled towards the same bathroom where everything started the night before.

He closed the door behind him and turned the faucet on and began to brush his teeth.

"Yoo-hoo, Chrissy!" Chris heard his mom's voice bounce off the stairwell and basement walls. He couldn't yell loud enough with toothpaste in his mouth so he decided to walk out of the bathroom and let his mom know he was awake but getting ready. Chris didn't hesitate to walk out shirtless in just his basketball shorts. 24 hours ago his shyness probably keeps him in the bathroom; but he had a new confidence about him.

Chris's mom got to the bottom of the stairs as Chris came into view with his toothbrush firmly planted in his mouth. He mumbled and mimed the equivalent of, "hey mom; I'm getting ready now but will chat when I'm done".

Tricia nodded and with her warm motherly smile, focused intently on Chris's torso and legs. She began walking back upstairs and commented on how handsome her son looked. Chris puffed his chest out as he walked back to the bathroom. He spit the toothpaste out and rinsed his mouth with mouthwash; slightly regretting not being able to keep tasting his sisters on his lips and tongue. Chris continued his routine and kept thinking about both Abby and Lena.

As Chris hopped in the shower, he closed the curtain behind him. He hadn't even lathered with soap before he heard a knock.

"I'm sorry, Chrissy; I'm not looking I swear" Tricia didn't wait for a response before she opened the door. She poked her head in and began talking to Chris as if he wasn't completely naked. "I almost forgot to tell you. Your dad and I saw the Harrison's last night. They told us how excited they were to hear about your upcoming college classes"

Tricia's Midwestern accent bounced off the porcelain and tile. Chris couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation at hand.

"That's awesome, ma. Do you mind if we talk about it when I'm maybe not in the shower?" Chris said back

"Oh it's nothing I haven't seen. Besides, I'm your mom. You don't have to hide anything from me!" Her upbeat words left Chris speechless. What was she talking about? That was... oddly specific?

Chris heard the door close again and he played the conversation back in his head. He was worried he was now overly confident and that not every conversation a member of his family has with him, had to lead to sex.

Chris dried off and walked upstairs to his room; towel wrapped around his waist. As he got to the top stair he heard Abby's voice call out to him.

"Oooh la la. There he is!"

Chris panicked and nearly began sprinting to his room. Was Abby crazy? Their parents were home!

Chris got dressed and stayed in his room to buy some time. He sat on his computer and finished up a few things he has been working on when a knock interrupted him.

"Knock knock, it's me." Tricia again didn't wait for the permission to enter; but Chris didn't mind. He was always close with his mom. He was the baby of the family as she was the baby in hers. Being the youngest sibling and the only boy, Chris was often seen as the "favorite" and the one who was spoiled. Chris begged to differ but he always appreciated the bond he shared with his mom.

Tricia walked into Chris's room and sat on his bed while he turned his desk chair towards her.

"What's up" Chris asked.

As he turned towards her and saw his mother; he couldn't help but notice certain aspects of her he had glossed over before. He always knew his mother was objectively attractive and his friends never missed a chance to remind him of that fact.

She had gone for her usual jog that morning and she was in her black, form fitting leggings. Her top was athleisure wear as well; a matching thin quarter zip covering a thin white tank top that sat on her white sports bra; pushing her rather full breasts to form undeniably sexy cleavage. Chris had seen his mother in these kinds of outfits hundreds, if not thousands of times but for some reason his mouth began to water and the thought of her body raced through his mind. He tried hard to focus and act cool but his mother's 36D breasts were staring back at him. Tricia knew she wasn't a size 0 and that time and three children put a few miles on her body. She carried herself with confidence however and loved the way she looked, flaws and all.

"...hello? Chrissy.... Hey? Hi!" Tricia snapped her fingers as she noticed Chris's thousand yard stare. She couldn't quite confirm he was looking at her, but nonetheless she felt flattered.

"Sorry. Late night last night" Chris tried to cover up his staring issue.

"You need more sleep, baby. You're still growing after all. Need you to take advantage of your beauty sleep. You have hearts to break, after all." Tricia's voice naturally calmed Chris and she continued talking to her son.

"Would you want to come to a work banquet with me tonight? I know hanging out with your mom on a Saturday night isn't your first choice so I understand if you would rather not. I know you have that thing at the Harrisons today"

Chris realized he offered to talk with a family friend who was curious about the application process to Chris's college and that day apparently was today. He didnt have any plans afterwards and always enjoyed his mother's company so he was happy to accompany her to the baquet.

"Damn. I forgot about the Harrisons." Chris's tone changed when it came to the banquet. "Are you sure you want to go with me to your banquet? Wouldnt you rather have dad go?"

"He's already going to be with Lena today. They have the volleyball tournament at Tech today and itll be going long Im sure"

"Well of course I'll go with you. Its been awhile since we hung out just us" Chris smiled at his mom.

Tricia stood up off the bed and grabbed Chris's head and gave him a long kiss on his forehead. Her cleavage was at eye level and Chris couldn't look away. Tricia broke of her kiss and held his face in her hands and smiled.

"So handsome. My Chrissy." Tricia kissed Chris on the cheek and let it linger for a seconds longer than anticipated and walked out. Chris's heart was beating and his cock stirred in his pants as he watched his mom walk out of his room. The shape of her body was hugged by the tight fitting clothes and the smell of Her body wash and lotion with the faint hint of sweat sent Chris into overdrive thinking about his own mother. A part of him thought how ridiculous he was being and that not every member of his family was going to fuck him.

Still; his mind raced and he took a mental image of his mothers shapely ass leaving his room. He got on his knees and put his face to his sheets where his mom was sitting and he took in a big breath, hoping to catch a whiff of his mother's scent. He had a brief realization of what he was actually doing but he didn't stop. He could just barely make out a unique smell and it drove him wild. He was ready to take his cock out and stroke until he exploded but he was brought back to reality with Abby's voice coming from what sounded like the opposite side of the house.

"Chriiiiiiis. Chrissy. CHRIS. C'mere" Abby yelled

"Jesus, Ab, tone it down. I'm right here. What." Chris left his room and met Abby in the hallway. Abby was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that had been manually cut and modified to show her stomach and expose the bottom part of the sports bra she was wearing.

"Sorry" Abby apologized for her yelling as they both walked to the front of the house.

"You look good today, Chrissy" Abby's casual compliment filled Chris with pride but his face became red with embarrassment. "Mom forgot she has a department banquet tonight. I don't know. I think one of the professors is retiring. Who the hell knows. I wanted to catch you before you left for the Harrisons."

"Yeah she told me. I'm going with her" Chris responded.

"Oh good. Dad and Lena are going to some volleyball showcase and I think I may tag along since youll be gone all day and then going with mom later. I may have you run to the store for a few things if you dont mind? I can give you some cash."

"Yeah. Ok. Just let me know what you need. Don't worry about the money; I had a good week at work" Chris proudly announced

"Ooooh my little brother the stripper!" Abby joked and hugged Chris as she opened the door. She made sure the coast was clear before planting a kiss on Chris's lips.

Chris nearly fainted as all the blood rushed south and out of his head. He took a deep breath and made sure to lock the front door behind him. Getting into his car he took another deep breath and tried to focus on getting through his Saturday. He backed out of the driveway and headed towards the Harrisons.

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Lena sat in the front seat and waited for Abby's reaction once she saw her older sister had won shotgun. Abby, going into her sophomore year of college, began to playfully pout.

"Daddddyyyyy" Abby whined to her father, Nick, looking for backup.

Nick was walking towards the family car while peering back to make sure the doors and fences were all closed and locked.

He opened h the passenger door behind the drivers side door and beckoned his youngest daughter to get in.

"You're in back buttercup. If you're nice to your sister she will let you sit in front on the way home." Nick's stern voice boomed and his daughter obeyed.

"Ugh. Fine. I didn't want to sit up front anyway"

"Liar" Lena shot back, glancing back at her sister as she did so.

The three headed to a volleyball showcase; an opportunity for Lena to network and grow her presence on the collegiate volleyball scene. Nick wanted to provide all his kids an opportunity to succeed at their passions and never missed a chance to support them.

It was nearly a 90-minute drive but traffic stretched that out. Nick began to realize he was about to be spending his Saturday stuck in traffic.

In the back, Abby unbuckled her seatbelt as they were at a dead stop and stuck her head through the opening between driver and copilot. She saw they were getting closer to their destination but they hadn't moved for a few minutes and the cars around them began to idle in 'park' rather than 'drive'.

"Ugh. I can't believe you two dragged me along" Abby said hoping to get a reaction from one of the two in the front since she essentially invited herself along. She got her wish and then some.

"Oh don't you dare. Don't you dare!" Nick snapped back in fake outrage at the same time Lena responded

"Oh shut the fuck up" Lena laughed

After a pause, Abby turned her attention to Lena.

"Lee do you think we should tell him?"

Lena's eyes widened and she turned to Abby with a surprised look.

"Oh come on. Unless you think he'd be jealous..." Abby continued

Nick's interest was piqued.

"What did you do, Ab?" He asked.

"Me?!" Abby feigned surprise at the insinuation. "Ok well kinda." She trailed off

"What happened, Ab."

"Lena will tell you"

Lena reached back with a look that could kill. She couldn't believe Abby was making her tell their dad.

"You bitch!" Lena shouted at Abby.

The sisters began to play fight and go back and forth before Nick wrestled control of the car back.

"What...happened... girls" Nick demanded an answer.

As Abby chuckled in the back, Lena knew it was on her to tell their dad.

"We uh, we kinda brought Chris up to speed with our... family traditions." Lena's voice was playful

"Uh huh" Nick responded. "How up to speed?"

"Well we didn't mention you or mom being involved but he knows Ab and I hook up"

Nicks brow furrowed and he contemplated what this all meant now. He didn't say a word, hoping the girls would divulge more information, a tactic that worked wonders.

Lena wasn't waiting for a response and kept volunteering more information.

"Abby caught him. You know..." She mimicked a masturbating hand and continued her confession. "Turns out Abby liked what she saw and got off with him."

Abby interrupted with context.

"He was jerking off with Lena's volleyball spandex, Daddy. Not mine." Abby's rebuttal surprised her dad and sister.

Lena gave her sister a dirty look.

"I see." Nick kept his poker face.

"Abby got off with him and then told me about it. We talked and we fooled around when I got home last night." Her tone was less playful now and bordered on a shameful confession

Lena was replaying the night in her head as she recited the highlights.

"Is that it?" Nick asked

"Well Abby then went down on me in front of Chrissy. We all came together, daddy." Lena's voice went to a higher octave near the end of her sentence as she tried to reel her dad back in

Nick felt his cock growing. He pictured his two daughters pleasuring each other as well as their brother. He felt pride. He also felt a twinge of jealousy.

"So does that mean I'm being replaced, girls?" Nicks voice betrayed his concern and Abby picked up on it.

"Oh no, no way, Daddy! It just means we get to all have fun together now." Abby could relate as her first thoughts when she saw Chris with Lena's clothes was a hint of jealousy as well.

"Is that so, Ab?" Nick looked into the review mirror at his daughter. Abby's hair was in a ponytail and her eyes met his in the mirror. She smiled at him and he couldn't help but smile back.

"I don't know if I believe you, honey..." Nick said, all of a sudden with little regard for the traffic. He continued looking at her and then adjusted the rear view mirror to tilt downwards so he saw most of Abbys body.

Abby let out a soft chuckle and moved her body forward in the center seat. Lena sat and looked forward, out over the sea or stationary cars. Her body began to tingle and she felt warm.

Abby began playing with her hair and her voice became increasingly flirty. She spread her legs and began to rub her legs through her jeans.

"Oh baby girl..." Nick felt his cock start to come to life as his gaze remained firmly on his daughter in the back seat. He reached a hand back and rubbed Abbys leg the best he could. Abby reached and took her fathers hand and brought it to her face and guided his hand to cup her cheek. She let out a gentle moan as she then took his thumb into her mouth. Nick let out a gasp and nearly accelerated into the car in front of him.

With still no sign of moving, Nick put the car in 'park' while still on the highway. His mind was now occupied by his finger sucking daughter in the backseat.

Lena still didn't acknowledge what was going on but she began to lightly run her fingertips across her neck and chest. She tilted her head back and let out a soft moan as she felt her fathers attention land on her.

"What do you think, baby? Do you think we can all have fun together?" Nick asked Lena in a soft voice, barely getting the words out between moans as Abby's tongue worked his digits.

Lena slowly turned her head towards her dad and answered with only a slight smile while unzipping the thin lycra coat she had on.

Their car sat still, running but now in 'park' and in the furthest right lane. Their exit was only about three miles away and just a few minutes earlier, Nick's frustration with sitting in traffic was getting the better of him.

Now, however, as one daughter took her time slowly and deliberately sucking his fingers from the back seat and his other daughter beginning to strip, he was hoping the traffic jam would last forever. He felt constrained under his seat belt and his stiffening cock was trying to fight its way out of his jeans.

Abby ran her tongue over her fathers right index finger and slowly brought his hand down to her chest. Nick was contorted in a way that didn't allow him to get a satisfying feel of his daughter's beckoning tits. Nick used his left hand to unbuckle his seat belt and he readjusted his posture; springing his cock free from his thighs. He felt the throbbing head of his hard on staining against his jeans.

Lena finished removing her jacket and she put in on the floor in front of her. She felt the excitement in the car and could hear Abby shifting her revved up body in the backseat. Lena began to trace her fingertips over her neck and chest; her own touch sending shockwaves to her loins. She unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to face her father in the drivers seat and able to reach her sister in the back.

Nick took one look at his eldest daughter and began to feel his cock twitch. Lena moved her right hand to her right breast and began to massage it through her white tank top, her nipples hardening at the feel. She leaned her head back and let out a soft moan.

Nicks hand fell on Abby's leg as Abby dropped it in order to get more comfortable. Abby took off her zip up sweatshirt and the faded t-shirt she had on; covering her black sports bra. Nick usually found some of the fashion choices strange; but even he couldn't argue after seeing his daughter in her sports bra, her breasts pressed together and up in a gorgeous display. Abby got her bust from her mother's side and Nick would comment that both Abby and his wife Tricia's breasts felt and looked identical.

His eyes leered at his undressing daughter through the rear view mirror and he moved his right hand to the front passenger seat on into Lena's thigh. Lena responded by leaning back on the door, as if to open herself to her father.

Nick wished he had three hands at that moment. He wanted to feel Abby and Lena as well as give his cock the attention it was screaming for. Nicks eyes shot back to the mirror as he heard the familiar sounds of jeans being unzipped and unbuttoned and the clinging of the metal from an untied belt.

Abby wiggled her hips and slid her jeans to the floor. She placed her feet on either side of the middle console and lowered her head and brought one finger to her lips. Her heart raced and her excitement soaked her fullback white cotton panties.

"Oh...oh baby..." Nick could only muster three words.

Lena turned to watch her sister disrobe and the sight of her body began to send Lena over the edge. Almost simultaneously, Nick and Lena began undoing their belts and taking their jeans off.

Abby, with her feet up, began running her hands over her legs and thighs as she watched her sister slide out of her jeans and their dad, unable to completely remove his pants, slid them down around his ankles. Abby and Lena gasped near simultaneously as their gaze was fixed on their fathers lap. His cock, throbbing against his boxer briefs, was outlined perfectly through the fabric.