Editor's note: this submission contains scenes of incest or incest content.
Authors note: - This is a follow on to the previous episodes of Becca XXX Double Trouble. Please read them before reading this or you will not understand the plot or characters
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Back at Kingsley manner on Monday morning, things seemed to be the same as they were when we left. There was a lot of activity at the event building in preparation for Tristan's party. Tables were being arranged and the delivery of the fuck-mats and glory-hole box were due later that week.
I was also due to see Lexa in the afternoon to discuss the case. I'd given her the cold shoulder since my outburst on Sunday afternoon. Fuck her; if she wasn't going to help us then Natalie and I would sort this assignment out on our own.
Natalie said I was being a little hard on her and that she was probably busy trying to help other agents on their assignments. She also told me that Lexa was leaving us to go it alone as she trusted us to make the right decisions. I wasn't so sure, so I had decided to text her and arrange a meeting. She had replied and agreed to meet later that afternoon.
We would make our excuses about party arrangements and leave the manor to meet Lexa in a motorway service station, about twenty miles away and then return back to the country estate later that night.
That just left one thing to sort out - Pippa.
As soon as we found her in her room she jumped up and greeted us with a childish hug.
"Becca, Nat! You're back," she said excitably. "How did the arrangements go?"
"Fucking hell, Pippa," I scorned. "I keep telling you, we're not supposed to be talking about it with you. What if your father or brothers hear us, or worst still your mother?"
"Daddy's in his study, as usual," she rolled her eyes. "The boys are out playing golf and I think mummy's asleep."
"Pissed again?" asked Nat.
"Yes, she had a bad night. She was celebrating because you'd both left, but then she went into a rage when she found out you were coming back today. She was a real mess last night," Pippa looked sad and I didn't blame her.
"I'm so sorry, Pippa. She needs professional help," said Natalie.
"We've all told her, but she refuses to go. Anyway, enough about her. No one's going to hear us; tell me about the party," she said with a big grin.
"Alright, but you need to keep it a secret, ok?" I said.
"I will, I will, tell me, tell me, tell me."
She bounded over to the bed and patted it to make us sit next to her.
We joined her as she sat cross-legged, smiling like a drug addict who was about to score some gear.
"We met with some old friends who have agreed to help us with the party," I explained. "We had a few drinks and the arrangements have been made."
"How many of you are there?"
"Six including us," said Natalie. "But there's a problem."
"Oh, what sort of problem?" she asked furrowing her brow.
"We have a hundred men to fuck and it's a lot for six of us. We could do with some help," I added.
She sat open mouthed for a second.
"A hundred men?" she gasped. "Between six girls? Fuck!"
"Exactly."
"Are you asking me what I think you're asking me?" she smirked.
"Yes. We were wondering if you knew anyone who could help," I joked.
Pippa leaned back and punched my arm playfully.
"Becca, you're so funny," she giggled. "Go on, ask me?"
"Do you want to help out with the fuck-party?"
"Hhmmmmm... I don't know now... I'll have to check my diary," she mused.
"Oh well, if you're busy...."
"No, I'll do it. Fuck, this is exciting."
"There's one condition though," said Natalie.
"What sort of condition? I'll do anything. You already know I can fuck," she tittered. "But I can show you again with the stable boys if you like."
"No, that won't be necessary, but we want you to tell us about losing your virginity down at the lake," she said.
"Oh," she started to go red. "I didn't know Singen and Isaac had told you about that."
She seemed sheepish, but she'd just pretty much admitted it. I decided to lie and pursue it further.
"They told us the basics but we'd like the details," I said. "We have a plan for you at the party to stay incognito, but we need to know you're going to be ok with it."
She gulped and took a deep breath.
"Do you think it's weird?" she asked.
"Do we think what's weird?"
"Having sex with my brothers."
There it was. She seemed slightly embarrassed rather than mortified. I wondered what was going through her head.
"I don't suppose it's any weirder than letting your dad fuck you," I gave her a knowing smile.
"Shit... you know about that too?" she looked puzzled.
"I heard you, the first night."
"You must think I'm disgusting," she said. "But it's not like that."
"How is it then?" asked Natalie.
"We're a very close family."
"So close that they've all been inside you," I laughed. "Does your mother know about it?"
"Fuck no. She'd die... or kill us... or both. Fuck," she put her head in her hands.