This is a continuation of In The Arms of Angels pt. 5.
Recap - After reuniting with Jason, he, along with his mother, Elin, and sister, Paige, return to Vermont. Waiting for them is his older sister, Elaina. Having promised Paige that she would no longer shift the blame from her deceased father to Jason for leaving them for 15 years, no one can predict with certainty if Elaina will live up to her word. But, after a tearful reunion at the airport, things are looking up. Jason, Elin, and Paige are then worried about breaking the news to Elaina that they are now lovers, but after an impromptu quickie in the back of a rental vehicle, the tables were turned as Elaina was then worried about letting her mother and sister know she'd just had unprotected sex with her brother. Luckily, the nigh-clairvoyant Paige saves the day, and the entire family embraces their new lifestyle.
*Disclaimer - I don't speak any foreign languages. The Japanese was from an online translator, and I cannot guarantee its accuracy.
All characters in this story are 18 years old or older. This is a work of fiction.
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Vermont
Their first night as a fully reunited family was memorable for all involved. Elaina was, as Paige stated, a squirter. Her bed was absolutely soaked just two hours in, but that didn't stop the quartet. They moved back out to the living room with Elin pulling a large camping tent out of the garage while Paige, Elaina, and Jason pushed all the furniture back, so the flattened tent could cover the old carpet. She then covered it with multiple blankets and towels, even though she commented several times about how she wished she could have replaced the carpet before Jason came home.
Elin took to Jason's cock in her incredibly tight ass like a champ, all prior worries evaporating like mist as he plunged deep into her bowels. The sensation had been so incredible for her that, for the first time ever, she squirted hard, causing her daughters to clap from the spectacular sight. Paige, not to be outdone, offered Jason her tiny asshole once again, much to the shock of Elaina who had a difficult time believing he would fit in her without tearing her apart. Her face was mere inches from her sister's asshole as Jason's girth gaped her backside wide, taking every chance she got to run her tongue around Paige's open hole whenever Jason pulled out. And finally, wanting every part of her body to be used by Jason, Elaina shyly asked him to fill her backside. She had, unlike her sister, used a cucumber in her backside and had reveled in the various bumps of the vegetable, and the curve of the creeping vine plant, but taking Jason's much larger girth into her lower intestine was a bit of a step up.
Jason was shattered by the time they all fell asleep on fresh blankets on the living room floor. He'd climaxed several times, once in each asshole, once in Elin's now sloppy vagina, and then had to share a load in the mouths of Paige and Elaina after they both sucked him off. The women were wolfish with each other, as well, not a bit ashamed about seeing each other naked, sucking or licking each other's bodies, or even swallowing each other's bodily fluids. It truly was a glorious night.
As they lay on the floor, Jason in the middle with Elin and Elaina snuggled on each side, and Paige lying on his chest curled up like a cat, Elin sighed and frowned. In the soft light of the moon coming through the large windows, Jason could see the emotion on her face.
"What's wrong? Was I too vigorous with your bottom?" he asked, kissing her forehead.
"Oh, no, not at all," she said, a smile returning. "If anything, you could have been a bit more vigorous."
"Noted for next time."
"I'm just not happy with this place," she said. "I never have been. The girls were always my priority, but that didn't leave much to address how old the house looks."
"Are you asking for money to fix it up, because I'll give all of it to you, if you want it."
"You're too good to me," she whispered. "It's just that it's embarrassing to have you here after seeing your beautiful home, honey." When he didn't respond, she buried her face in his side. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything."
"Don't be sorry, Elin. I was just thinking about the—I mean, my home. I guess I should just call it what it is," he said. "You know you don't need to work, right?"
"What do you mean?"
"Elin, we have enough money—"
"
You
have enough money, master," she corrected.
"No. It's our money. Me, you, Paige, and Elaina," he corrected right back. "If I'm to call you my wives, then what I own, you own."
"Fine," she said. "Thank you, my love."
"Nope," Paige said softly from his chest. "Just a little bit for Paige kitty."
He gently massaged her bottom. "Whatever you like, Paige kitty. What I was saying, though, is that you don't have to work anymore, Elin," he continued. "If we're smart with just what we have now, we could all just relax for the rest of our lives and only do what we wanted. But if my plans for the money continue bringing in dividends as they are, we'll be financially secure forever, as will our children."
Thinking about it several beats, Elin nodded. "You did plan very well," she said.
"The question is, would the three of you be willing to move elsewhere? We could go back to my house, we could sell it and find something somewhere else, or renovate this house to your satisfaction and stay here."
"You own me," Paige muttered, beginning to fall asleep. "Take property with you. Always."
He sighed, ignoring her comment. "Elin?"
"I will go wherever you go, husband," she replied.
"No. That's not how this works. I need you to share your thoughts, not just blindly do what I want."
"Those are my thoughts, Jason. I know our financial situation, and I have regretted having to go to work for many years now," she said, honestly answering him. "Now that my girls are with me, with you, I will go wherever you go." She then curled her lip. "Just...not New York, or anything. The city, I mean. Upstate New York is probably fine."
He chuckled, and Elaina did the same, finally coming into the conversation. "I just want to keep taking pictures," she said, sighing happily as she snuggled his chest. "Doing it for fun, or as a job, makes no difference to me."
"And I'm sure Paige kitty just wants to be able to swim," he grinned, expecting a response. But she had fallen asleep.
"H-husband?" Elaina said, her first-time use of the name bringing a smile to his lips. "Are we really going to Belgium?"
He nodded. "We are. I promised, and fully intend to follow through soon." Elin squeezed him happily at his response. "Is that okay?"
"Yeah. I'm excited, really, but Mom," she said, leaning her head up, "Paige and I don't have passports."
"Shit," Elin said, drawing out the S in the word. "And mine is probably very expired."
"Not a problem. We'll just get passports. We can even have them expedited," Jason said, but added, "What do you want to do in the meantime?"
"Elaina," Elin whispered, not wanting to wake her youngest, "would you be upset if we sold this place and moved to Jason's house, either permanently or temporarily? We can look for something else, Jason, if that house still bothers you."
"I love our home, Mom, but no, I wouldn't be upset." She reached across Jason's chest to take Elin's hand. "We'll never lose our memories, and you took a shitload of pictures—as did I. As long as we have both of those, we'll never forget our time here. Besides, we're a new family now, and it seems we're going to need more room soon, anyway."
"I'll check with Paige in the morning, but I don't think she cares where we go as long as we're all together," Elin whispered. "We'll have to sell everything, or throw it all away, before selling this place. That will take time."
Jason gave it a moment of thought and said, "How about this: grab clothes and keepsakes that we box up in the garage. I'll get one of those big-ass trash dumpster-things, we toss everything you don't want in there, have a cleaning company spruce up the empty house, and we jet back to L.A." He looked at both women. "Would that be too impersonal, or—"
"Fine by me," Elaina said.
"I don't need anything other than my pictures, important paperwork, and a few small things," Elin added. "We can even sell the cars—oh. Uh..."
"We'll pick out something for you when we get to L.A. Don't worry," Jason said with a grin at how hard she tried not to make declarations. "You, too, El. If you want something, that is."
"Can it be electric?"
Jason scoffed. "Of course."
She let out a contented sigh. "I love you."
"And I adore you, Elaina." He smiled when she giggled softly next to him. "And you, Mrs. Hughes, I also adore."
She kissed his cheek, and he could feel her smile when she did.
"I adore you, too, Paige kitty," he whispered, not expecting a response.
The next few weeks were a bit of a whirlwind for the family. Paige, as expected, didn't care where they lived as long as she had at least occasional access to a pool. And once they began packing things up, she had one small box that only contained swimsuits, swim goggles, one bottle of perfume, and a small, plastic crown. Seeing it, Jason broke down in tears as the memory of him placing it on her head when she first learned to walk resurfaced. Somehow, she had kept it all these years and considered it one of her most prized possessions.
Jason paid for the rented Suburban for the entire time they were there, knowing they'd need it to pack their luggage back to the airport for the trip back to L.A. He had also hired help to move everything out of the house into the large, metal dumpster—and it actually took two of them before the house was emptied. The cleaning staff came through and, as Elaina had stated, 'polished the turd up pretty nice'. In the meantime, Elin put in her notice at the golf course, giving them two weeks' notice, but working from home most of that time. Elaina didn't bother with a notice and just quit on the spot.
