The next night after dinner, everyone was sitting around in the living room, and Damon and Denise looked at each other.
"You wanna ask 'em, or should I?" he asked her.
"Ask who what?" Clay asked, looking over at his son.
"You ask." Denise said.
"Okay, yesterday you said Michelle moved back because you 'held her down and made her cum over and over again'." he said, "We were just thinking, that's kinda vague. You wanna elaborate a little?"
"Yeah, mom," Denise said, "We want details."
"You know," Michelle said, "They're right. We never did tell them the whole story."
Sonja nodded. "Okay, it all started when I invited Michelle to come down for Thanksgiving. Your father, Amy and I came up with a plan to convince her to move back."
"We were gonna do everything and anything we could to convince her." Amy said.
Michelle arrived the Monday before Thanksgiving, leaving Sonja plenty of time to put her plan into action. Sonja picked Michelle up at the airport, leaving Clay and Amy to get things set up at the house.
"I missed you so much 'Chelle." Sonja said once they were on the road back to the house. "I mean we haven't had a chance to get together since the wedding."
"I know," Michelle said, "Especially now that all the family secrets are out. I wish I could have been here for that."
"Well you know, if you still lived here..."
Michelle rolled her eyes, "Jesus Christ girl, I haven't even been here five minutes! Give me at least an hour before you lay that guilt trip on me!"
"You love me." Sonja said, laughing.
"Of course I love you," Michelle said, "I don't always LIKE you, but I will always love you."
Both women shared a laugh.
"Seriously 'Chelle, you should move back," Sonja said, "Especially now that we don't have to sneak around. I could eat you out right in front of Clay and he won't even bat an eye. Hell he'd just join in. Then of course there's the kids. You've already had Damon, and I know Bridgette and Denise would love to get their hands on you."
"I know, they've told me as much." Michelle asked. "Speaking of which, are they gonna be here?"
"Unfortunately not," Sonja said, "We figured it'd be easier if they came out for Christmas instead. Plus, Damon's got a game on Thanksgiving day. It's just gonna be me, you, Clay and Amy."
"Shit, I don't know if I'll be able to fly back here for Christmas." Michelle said.
"Then move back."
"Okay, honey, I'll tell you what. I'll think about it. I will seriously think about it."
"Little did she know that we were going to influence her thought process." Sonja said. "You know how demanding she can be in bed, well I decided that it was about time I turned the tables on her. In fact I pulled out a whole new side of my personality I never knew I had before."
"Come on, I want to show you something." Sonja said, taking Michelle's hand as soon as they walked in the front door.
"Wait, can't I at least put my stuff upstairs?" Michelle asked, as Sonja yanked on her arm.
"Later," Sonja said, leading her to the den.
Clay and Amy were waiting in the den where they had a huge futon laid out on the floor covered in thick, absorbent towels. Both of them were naked and smiling as Sonja practically dragged Michelle into the room.
"Sonja, what is --" Michelle asked, turning to face her best friend. She was cut off as Sonja grabbed Michelle's face and planted a deep, passionate kiss on her and then gently shoved her backwards where Clay and Amy caught her, and started to undress her.
"God, Sonja, you were right." Amy said, pulling Michelle's bra off. "Her tits are fucking amazing."
Amy started licking and sucking on Michelle's 44DD tits, and Clay massaged her clit. Michelle reached for Clay's cock, but he grabbed her arm and stopped her. Amy and Clay had her lay down on the futon as Sonja stripped and joined them, sitting down in front of Michelle. She leaned over and kissed Amy before leaning to the other side and kissing her husband.
"Ready?" she asked them, they both nodded. "Hold her down."
Amy and Clay pinned Michelle's arms down causing Michelle to cry out in shock, and Sonja sucked her middle and ring fingers into her mouth, then jammed them into Michelle's pussy and started furiously finger fucking her.
"This was more intense than any other time your mother fingered me," Michelle said, "I've had those fingers inside me more times than I can count, but never like this."
Sonja's face was a mask of lustful concentration as she relentlessly drove her fingers into Michelle's sweet, wet pussy. Clay and Amy were playing with her huge tits, and Michelle was turned on and scared at the same time. She had never seen this side of Sonja before. She would later admit she kind of liked it, and that got her even more turned on. Just when she thought she was going to cum, Sonja suddenly stopped, pulled her fingers out and licked them clean.
"Your turn," she said to Amy, and the two switched places, and Amy repeated the process. Driving her fingers into Michelle's now soaked cunt, and started hammering her.
Michelle thrashed around as Amy used her other hand to stimulate Michelle's clit, but because Sonja and Clay were holding her down she couldn't thrash around as much as she normally would. She was grunting and moaning and trying to thrust her hips up, but Clay held her arm with one hand, and held her hips down with his other. Sonja knew when Michelle was about to cum and when she sensed her "sister" was on the verge, she looked at Amy.
"Ok, that's enough," she said, and Amy, like Sonja, stopped, pulled her fingers free of the warm, wet depths of Michelle's pussy and licked her fingers clean.
"No, it's not enough," Michelle said, struggling to get free.
"Michelle," Sonja said. "Shut up. You've taken my son's cock. Now you're gonna take my husbands. Clay, fuck this horny little bitch."
Clay and Amy switched places, and that's when Michelle realized what Sonja was up to. They were getting her wet enough to take Clay's cock. Clay mounted her and slid his cock deep inside her, and Michelle screamed with pleasure as all of Clay's eight and a half inches slid inside of her in one swift motion. The sight of her husband's cock disappearing inside Michelle's cunt got Sonja so wet, she took Michelle's hand and put it between her legs. Michelle's hand moved seemingly on its own accord and started rubbing Sonja's pussy. Amy copied Sonja and stuck Michelle's other hand between her legs as she watched her brother fuck Michelle.
Michelle turned to Damon, "Remember how you fucked me in my hotel room? That's how your father fucked me. He just slammed his cock into me over and over and over again. It definitely wasn't sex, it sure as hell wasn't making love. This was straight up fucking. He was relentless."
"Well, I've watched dad fuck every other woman in this room," Damon said, "So I can believe that."
Michelle didn't know where to look. At Clay above her, grunting with effort as he slammed his cock into her, to her right at Sonja who was practically masturbating with her hand, or to her left where Amy was doing the same thing. She didn't like not having any control over the situation. Clay wasn't exactly holding her down, but he was a 6' 4", 235 pound man driving an eight and half inch cock into a 6 foot tall, 120 pound woman who had her hands trapped between the legs of her best friend and her best friend's sister-in-law.
Clay leaned down to kiss her, and she gave in and found herself kissing him back, and feeling disappointed when he broke the kiss, craning her neck up to get more, but then she felt her orgasm approaching, and she then wondered if they'd stop her from cumming again. Sonja saw the look on her face and looked at Clay with a smile on her face.
"She's gonna cum. You ready baby?" Sonja said, looking at Clay, then she looked down at Michelle. "Don't you fucking hold back. Cum all over my husband's fucking cock!"
Michelle's body spasmed and she screamed in pleasure as her orgasm hit like a 10.0 earthquake. Clay pulled his cock out and Michelle's cum shot out of her and hit Clay right on his chest, followed by a second blast that hit his stomach. Michelle was still screaming in orgasmic bliss as yet another stream of pussy juice erupted from her spasming cunt. Amy and Sonja put their hands over her pussy, getting the juices all over their hands and licked their fingers clean, but Michelle wasn't done. Two more streams shot forth from Michelle before she finally settled down.
Sonja and Amy released Michelle's hands and Sonja dove on Clay's cock, licking it clean, while Amy ran her tongue all over her brother's body, licking up as much of Michelle's orgasmic juices as she could. Michelle started to sit up, but Sonja caught the movement out of the corner of her eye.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" she asked, "We're not done with you yet. Amy, you know what to do."
Amy smiled and nodded and moved between Michelle's legs and started licking her still soaked hole. Sonja licked Clay's cock one last time and then sat on Michelle's face.
"Eat my fucking pussy," she said.
"So, daddy, what were you doing while all this was going on?" Bridgette asked Clay.
"Me?" Clay said, "I was just sitting back, enjoying the show."
"See, that's the difference between you and me dad," Damon said, "I'd still be ready to go, and I'd have been balls deep in aunt Amy."