I'll Be Home for Spring Break

"But sometimes, Jess....given the right time, the right place....chemistry and hormones intertwining...it just happens. The mental, biological wall goes down—and it just happens."

"S-so, you're totally cool it then," Jess inquired with discomfort.

Adrian shook her head. "I wouldn't say that. That's just a mantra I've used to help myself sleep. That's not the behavior of a woman who's 'totally cool' with it, like you put. But just because it happened in that moment, under those conditions...that doesn't mean it will happen again, Jess. Think of it as planets aligning—or impossible events occurring every so often. They just happen...they just happen."

Jess was hugging her knees. "I...I-I guess they do."

"How long are you planning to stay, Jess?"

"Huh? Well, m-maybe...all week?"

Adrian smiled. "That's good then. It will give us time to work through this. What do you say to that?"

Jess smiled in spite of herself. "I'd like that."

"Good."

Adrian stood and stretched. "Well, it's getting late, baby doll. The story's wrecked me for today. I'm headed to bed...and you look tired for somebody who hasn't done anything all day."

"I am," Jess agreed.

Although she had been 'doing' something all day—namely the RealisticCock.

"Goodnight hug?" Adrian offered. "I-I mean if that's..."

Jess' inner voice protested, so she simply smiled at her mother before returning to her room.

But simply being in her mother's presence had Jess' pussy pulsing and her nipples tightened.

She went to bed feeling no better.

SUNDAY.

Jess woke up in a wet spot on the morning of her 19th birthday; her fingers were sticky. It was all the evidence she needed that she'd slept through another erotic dream. As before, Jess couldn't quite remember it.

But small fragments remained.

Of Adrian.

If Jess wanted even a vague sense of comfort around her mom, these occurrences would have to remain a secret. Confessing to her own mother would only lead to more confusion, more tension...and possibly another 'incident.'

Harboring the secret didn't make matters easier, though.

Jess tried leaving her bed. An invisible force seemed to pull her back. Her dream had left her outrageously horny and unfulfilled. She fumbled in the sheets and found the RealisticCock, ready for a good morning fuck.

Afterward, Jess took a shower, dressed and went outside, where Uncle Harry was talking to Aunt Brenda in the living room. They stopped when they saw her.

Cody was running around their feet, faster than a two-year-old should be capable. He was holding the TV remote.

"I have the power!" he boasted.

Uncle Harry chuckled. "You sure do. But wait till you find a woman. See how long you hold onto that."

Aunt Brenda playfully slapped him. "Jerk!"

"So, Little Ghost," Harry greeted Jess, "back from the dead another morning?"

"Hi Uncle Harry," Jess said warmly. "Aunt Brenda."

"Say, I hate to drop in with bad news," Harry said, "but when I got here you had a flat. Now I've already pumped it up, but you'll want to get that checked out. These problems don't just fix themselves."

He handed Jess a twenty. "Here, take this. Go up to Earl's Place. You remember Earl, right?"

She nodded as she took the cash.

"Him and me go way back. If you got a leak he'll fix you right up."

Jess gave Harry a hug. "Thanks, Uncle Harry!"

Jess left, unaware that Uncle Harry watched her until her car was in the distance.

He turned to his wife, shaking his head. "Damnit, Brenda..."

****

Jess returned two hours later. The rain had reawakened while her tire was being patched. She walked through a watery curtain to reach the front door.

The house was empty. Uncle Harry, Aunt Brenda and little Cody had cleared out. Cody's stolen remote sat on the living room coffee table. Aside from the ruthless rain, there was only silence.

"Hello?" Jess called out.

No answer.

"Hello? Anybody around?"

She moved from room to room, finding no one. In the kitchen, ice falling in the freezer made her jump.

"Mom? Aunt Brenda? Allison?"

Still no response. Jess shrugged. Wherever they were, they'd be back. They hadn't been abducted and this wasn't The Langoliers. No worries.

Jess plopped down on the sofa and picked up the remote.

She raised it.

And stopped.

She heard a noise.

It was very faint. But the more Jess listened, the more it shaped into a continuous, low hum.

Jess stood. The noise was louder from one direction.

It was coming from Adrian's room. The closer Jess got to the door, the louder it became.

She was only a few feet away when Adrian cried out.

"Oh yes! Oh fucking yes! Right...there!"

It was Adrian, obviously getting off with a vibrator. Jess couldn't claim innocence there. She had to wrestle images from her mind.

She turned and walked away.

"Yeah? Yeah, you like that? You like that fucking cock!?"

Jess whipped around.

That was Allison's voice!

What...the hell!?

Jess' legs turned to lead as she put her her ear to the door.

"Hmm. Somebody's fucking worked up today." Allison again.

"Give it to me...make me cum again!"

Mom!

Jess was as petrified as the doorknob.

"Quit holding back," Adrian growled.

"I haven't been, Aunt Adrian."

"L-liar! It's not...n-not on the..h-high..."

The vibrator's volume increased.

"Ohhhhhh...s-s-shiiit..."

Torn between disgust and curiosity, reality crumbling, Jess did something unexpected—something she hardly realized she was doing until it was almost too late.

She went to the tool drawer and fished out a small screwdriver. It was only slightly thinner than a needle.

Jess approached the room.

What are you doing!? the inner voice cried. Are you out of your damned mind!?

The knob's hole was tiny, but big enough.

Jess, no!

Jess inserted the screwdriver.

STOP!

She grabbed the knob and poked. The screwdriver popped the lock, but with gentle maneuvering it barely made a sound.

Jess parted the door.

Her palm slicked with sweat. Her eyes bulged. She nearly dropped the tool and gave herself away.

The smell hit her first. Sealed up in here, doors and windows closed, the aunt and niece had clouded the air with their aroused scents. It had congealed into an invisible mist.

The odor made Jess go so dizzy that for a second, her vision faded to white. It wasn't a rank smell but it had such a powerful effect that Jess almost fainted.

Her mother's pussy was shaved bare. There wasn't a hint of hair that matched the sweaty red fanned out on the pillow. The vibrator drove in and out of a hole surrounded by swollen labia.

Her tits were similar to Jess', but bigger. They were pale in comparison to Adrian's tanned, freckled body. There was not a hint of sag despite the woman's 37 years. The enthralled areolae were dark red, the size of half-dollars.

Allison lay sprawled across Adrian's right leg, as nude as her aunt. She outweighed Adrian by almost 50 pounds but wasn't any less appealing. The small of her back was branded with a barbed wire tattoo and one of her ass cheeks had a purple flower.

The vibrator whirred with full-powered life. With every stroke Adrian's breathing hastened, got louder. She kneaded and worked her own tits. Her neck and chest had a red rash. Her nipples were sharpened to dangerous points.

"Fuck yes, Allison!"

"Yes?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah?"

"Fuck yeah! Ooh, I'm about to cum again!"

Adrian writhed all over the bed, lost in ecstasy. "Do it! Fucking do it!"

Allison shoved in the vibrator to the hilt. The red-haired vixen let out a scream that almost rattled the windows. Her face tightened, twisted and contorted; her mouth fell open and hung in place.

As her screams quieted down to moans and then low murmurs, Allison switched off the vibrator. She looked Adrian in the eyes as she sucked the metal toy.

Jess' inner voice screamed for her to retreat. But the girl couldn't move. She was terrified, grossed out, angry, guilty...and locked in place.

Her own cunt's floodgates had burst. She tried to ignore her throbbing and pulsing pussy, tried to put away her own bloomed arousal. Jess realized that despite her revulsion and mixture of negative emotions, she wanted to masturbate. And it took every ounce of her willpower to avoid doing it.

Allison stuck the vibrator in Adrian's mouth; her aunt nursed it.

"Alright, that was three," Allison remarked. "Now it's my fucking turn."

Adrian scurried aside as Allison flipped on her back and spread her legs. Her big tits bounced when she landed. She, too, was shaved bare but another surprise astonished Jess: both of Allison's puffy areolae were pierced, as was her clitoral hood.

"A-alright," Adrian rasped. "You...you asked for it, Allison."

Sticky cunt juice had found both of Jess' thighs.

"I did," Allison confessed. "There's only one problem, Aunt Adrian."

"What's that?"

Allison grinned devilishly. "I'm not Allison. I'm Jess."

When Adrian didn't respond, Allison said, "That's right. I'm the one you really wanna fuck. And guess what? Guess what, mom? I just learned the big secret. And I'm ready...ready for you."

Adrian attacked her niece's pierced tits, becoming a wild animal, lust her warden and master. She bit, licked and sucked Not-Allison's tits, bathing them in saliva, giving both of them equal attention, and rubbing her face between them. Allison pushed her aunt's head down...

...and spotted her young peeper.

Allison winked.

Jess bolted. She didn't care that she'd left the door ajar. Didn't care that her footsteps were thunderous on the hardwood floor. She made her presence known and created quite a scene.

Jess retreated to her bedroom and slammed the door. She pushed in the lock.

The confused daughter breathed heavily as she caressed a clothed tit. Then she stopped, refusing to act this way. She was in tears. She was sticky. She was infuriated. She was craving an orgasm.

Jess stumbled to her bed. She clicked around on her laptop to shut down Windows. She threw her dirty laundry bag into the suitcase. She searched, in desperation, for anything she might be leaving behind.

In the midst of her hurried packing Jess fell to her knees. She sucked an index finger. She tore at her clothes. She grabbed her heated cunt through her jeans.

Jess broke from the spell and resumed her search. Here was a book. And here was a DVD. And over here...over here was the RealisticCock Allison had given her. Jess threw all the items in her bag.

She stopped again to unsnap her jeans an work a hand inside. Jess halted; she touched herself; she halted again.

Three knocks startled her.

"Go away!" she cried.

"Jess? It's me." Allison's voice.

"Go away!"

Allison jiggled the doorknob.

"Leave me alone!" Jess almost screamed. "I don't want to see any of you ever again!"

"Jess, if you don't open up I'm gonna come in anyway. Your choice."

Jess caught her escaped breath.

A knock. "Jess?"

The girl trembled.

"Lil J?"

Jess gathered her courage. She crept toward the locked door.

Hands shaking, she reached for the doorknob.

The lock sprang on its own.

Allison held a small screwdriver. She was dressed, albeit hastily.

She locked the door behind her.

Jess backed up several paces. She realized she still clutched her own screwdriver.

"Well, well...the innocent little angel's been a very bad girl today," Allison chided.

Jess pointed the screwdriver at Allison. "Don't come any closer!"

Allison didn't move. "Who'd have thought untouched, virgin Lil J would end up a peeping tomette?"

On the verge of tears, Jess snapped "I'm warning you! Leave! Now!"

"Wow, am I that bad, Lil J? I mean, really. At least I have respect for locked doors...unlike some people in this house."

"What are you talking about!?" Jess exclaimed. "W-what you did...what you were doing!? That's your fucking aunt, you...y-y-you..."

Allison threw her hands up. "You're right. That was my my blood-kin Aunt Adrian. But I'm also your blood-kin cousin and that was your own mother. How long did you stand there, Lil J? Huh? How much of the show did you watch?"

With that Allison approached Jess. For every step Jess backed away. Allison's big tits bounced as there was no bra to restrain them.

Jess' lip quivered. She continued holding out the screwdriver.

"You're in denial about what you want, aren't you, Lil J? You won't admit it to me and you sure as hell won't admit it to Aunt Adrian. But I know it's in there, Lil J. Remember what I said at breakfast yesterday?"

"Shut up!" Jess screamed.

"About how hiding secrets isn't your best talent?"

"S-stop it!"

"I couldn't have been more right," Allison said. "I see what's in your eyes right now."

There was little room left; Allison practically had Jess against the wall. Jess held the screwdriver in the same manner, but her cousin wasn't intimidated.

"You can't keep running from it, Lil J," Allison said gently. "I tried. Believe me. Then I realized there was no need."

Jess was close to hyperventilating. Her cheeks warmed up. Her pussy awoke with new life.

"There was no need." Allison repeated.

The entire room heated to a sweltering temperature. Jess harmlessly jabbed the screwdriver in the air.

Silence fell.

Rain poured in torrents.

The two girls stared each other down.

Jess dropped the screwdriver; she and Allison embraced and kissed with wild passion. Allison tossed the tool she'd used to break in over her shoulder.

When the cousins' tongues found each other, Jess' uneasiness slowly evaporated. Desire bubbled up to replace it. Allison and Jess melted into a tangle of flailing arms.

Jess still knew deep down that she shouldn't do this, that it was wrong, that it was a taboo for good reason. But caught in this heat she couldn't resist. She squeezed Allison's big pillow with a smaller hand.

Pussy odor still clung to Allison. Was it Jess' cousin's or her mother's? She had no frame of reference—all she knew was that the scent brought her to new levels of arousal.

Then Allison broke away. "Wait," she said between pants. "Wait...wait a second."

Jess was disappointed. She wanted to keep kissing those lips, smelling that scent. "W-what? What, what is it?"

Allison smirked. "Where's that cock? The one I gave you?"

"T-t-the suitcase. W-why?"

"I wanna watch you use it, Lil J."

Allison scooped up Jess by the waist, carried her, and then shoved her onto the bed. Jess squealed in surprise.

The bigger girl searched the open suitcase and threw the RealisticCock at her smaller cousin. It landed on her belly.

"You've been using this a lot, haven't you, Lil J?"

Jess nodded.

"I'm flattered." Allison patted her cousin's bush. "It feel good in that little pussy?"

Jess nodded again, totally helpless.

"Then show me."

Allison whipped off her top, exposing her pierced, ample tits. "Show me what you do with it."

Jess hastily unsnapped her jeans.

Allison halted her with a hand. "Hold on, hold on. Everything...take off everything."

Jess removed off her shirt. Her bra was white today. Allison's grew hungry as Jess revealed her nubiles to the 22-year-old.

"Mmm, I love these tits," Allison cooed as she played with them.

"They're s-small," Jess whimpered.

Allison rubbed the younger cousin's tummy. "They're perfect, Lil J. Perfect for this body."

Jess removed her shoes and socks next. Finally her jeans and pantie went. She lifted her legs and Allison helped the clothes over Jess' feet.

Allison eyed the bushy fire crotch. "You don't shave?"

"O-only s-so it doesn't, d-doesn't stick out," Jess stammered.

Allison brushed her palm through Jess' pubes, prompting a moan from the girl.

"Mmm. You won't need much help, will you? You're soaking wet, Lil J."

Allison spat on the RealisticCock and lubed up the shaft with her saliva. She handed it to Jess.

"Don't just shove it in," Allison requested. "Take me through every step. Explain it to me."

"O-okay," Jess agreed.

She rubbed the RealisticCock up and down against her slit. "F-first...I-I tease myself. L-like this."

Allison lay the opposite way and stripped off her pants, lifting her legs as Jess had. She hadn't bothered with recovering panties. Jess felt a jolt when the shaved pussy with its pierced clit hood came into view.

"Mmm-hmm. Go on."

"I-I try to be really horny...and w-w-wet before I...b-before I put it in."

Allison nodded her satisfaction as she stroked her own pussy lips. "Good. That's how you do it right. You're a quick learner. Do you use the lube?"

Jess continued the tease. "No...I-I don't...don't need it."

She moved the toy up her body. "I usually, um, u-usually rub my...um, my...n-nipples with it too. A-and while I'm doing that..."

Jess put the toy in her left hand and the cock head against her rising and falling tits. Her right hand wandered to her slit; two fingers swept up and down.

Allison sat up. "Mmm, yeah that's good, Lil J. Really fucking good. You know if that was a real guy's cock he'd probably leave a trail of precum across those boobs."

She licked a finger and traced moisture across Jess' chest. "Like that."

"I-I like to stroke it, like this," Jess explained as she masturbated. "A-and when it gets wet enough..."

Jess took her fingers and popped them in her mouth.

Allison inhaled deeply. "You like the way you taste?"

Fingers still in her mouth, eyes closed, Jess nodded.

Allison licked her lips. "And then what?"

"I bring it back down." Jess lowered the RealisticCock to her pussy again. "But I keep teasing."

Jess inserted the cock's head into her entrance, slid it out, and slid it in again. "I keep it there. A-after I do that for a while..."

"Hold up, you're a virgin, right?" Allison asked.

"Yeah."

"But you don't have a cherry in the way?"

Jess held the cock head in place. "No. L-lost it."

"When?"

"The accident. Remember?"

"Ohh yeah. I didn't know that busted your maidenhead, though! But...go on. Please."

Jess pushed half of the rubber shaft inside her, and then slowly brought it out. She repeated the pattern, showing obvious pleasure. Her breathing picked up. She moaned with every re-insertion of the cock.

Meanwhile, Allison returned to her back to furiously rub her pussy. "Oh yeah. Just like that, Lil J. Keep it going. Mm."

Jess tweaked and tugged at her hardened nipples as she drove the RealisticCock further in, until only the balls were visible. By then she was moving erratically, tossing her head left and right. Her body had broken into a sweat.

"Yes, Lil J, yes! Be a bad girl for your big cousin! But..."

An orgasm was building. The RealisticCock's girth and hardness, combined with her own rhythm and the fact that Allison was getting off on watching her ensured that this would be one for the records.

"B-but don't..."

Allison rose and gently touched Jess' cock-driving hand.

"...don't cum just yet."

As enraptured as Jess, Allison removed the soaked RealisticCock from her younger cousin's pussy. She kissed it, sucked the juices from it, and tossed it aside.

She dove between Jess' legs. Her tongue attacked a sloppy pie of hair and fluid. Jess went into screaming hysterics, shifting and thrusting her crotch.