*Note: This story makes much more sense if you read the corresponding chapters first. *
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Dave & Beth looked at each other from across the dining table. The sound of the front door closing had been bad but the silence that followed that slam was the worst. Beth put her head on her arms that were folded on the table and began to quietly sob. Dave got up and walked over to her. He was rubbing her back and trying to sooth her when he became aware of a presence behind them.
He spun around to see two of his sons still in the house. His surprise must have shown on his face but Eric and Adam both held fingers up in front of their mouths telling their father not to say anything. Dave backed away and decided to lean against the door jamb to watch what would happen.
Eric, as usual, took charge and went up to his sister first. He began to rub Beth's back just as their father had been doing but she could tell it was a different person. With a gasp she sat up and turned her tear streaked face and looked directly at her eldest brother. Without another word he leaned in and kissed her with all the pent up passion he'd been harboring since his little sister had been 15. Even now he remembered having seen her in a bikini with her girlfriends and thinking she was beautiful. He'd been angry at himself then for having such a perverted view of his sister. But, if his father could show how he really felt, he decided, then so could he.
At first she was tentative about touching him, just a hand on his face and her eyes open and full of wonder. For just a second she pulled back and looked him in the eye. "Are you sure about this," she asked tentatively. Her answer was another kiss. This one forced her to open her mouth and let his tongue assault hers. She wrapped her arms around him and let her hands roam up and down his body. He put his arms under her and lifted her. It seemed as though she spun in a circle but then suddenly she was sitting on his lap and he was the one in the chair. Beth could feel the hard prod of his cock pressing into her thigh and suddenly remembered their father. She looked around and saw him in the threshold running his hand over the crotch of his jeans.
What surprised her more than that was to see her youngest brother, Adam, standing inside of and about a foot to the right of their father. He had been wearing slacks, she was sure of it, but it seemed he had lost nearly all his clothing and was only in his boxers. His cock seemed to be standing to attention as well. She looked back at Eric and with a puzzled look asked where Joe had gone.
"That was him when the door slammed shut. When you two left the room Adam and I immediately smiled at each other hoping you'd let us join you. We've both lusted after you for years but didn't want you to hate us." He paused before continuing a bit more uncertain. "I think you should know that Joe used to call out your name in his sleep. He always used to keep your picture in his wallet. We used to tease him about it. I think he wishes you'd picked him first. He's more hurt than upset. Give him some time and I bet he'd love a taste of your body... um... that is if you and Dad want to share."
He blushed, actually blushed, when he said that last. It came as such a shock to Beth to find that her brothers not only accepted her relationship with their father but wanted to do everything together. She wasn't sure what to say. Glancing at Dave she saw he was smiling. "Do you want to share, Dad," she asked with a brilliant smile now lighting her eyes. She could see the slight hesitation in his face but he'd never really been able to deny her. And besides, what could he really tell his sons? He couldn't tell them it was wrong or illegal when he was banging his own daughter.
"Tell you what, sweetheart. I'm willing to share as long as you're still ready for me every night. And if you want to all play together that's fine but at least once in a while I get you all for myself. As long as you're at home you share my bed every night." The tone of possessiveness didn't really surprise the other three in the room. These two men were moving in on something that had already been claimed by him. In fact, the terms seemed very lenient and open.
Adam glancing at everyone else in the room suddenly spoke up. "If they are the only terms I'm for it as long as everyone else is. And if that's the case I think Eric and I would like to show our little sister how much we really love her." A bit of a leer was on his face when he finished this statement but Beth felt herself heat at the statement. Eric must have felt her wetness through his pants because he laughingly told the other two that he could already see that she wanted it.
Their father suggested they go upstairs and use Eric's old room to get to know their sister better. This met with approval all around and they soon went up the stairs together. As soon as they were in Eric's old room she found herself stripped of her dress and pushed down onto the queen size bed that had remained when Eric had left. She began to struggle to get up but Adam pushed her back down. "This is a fantasy of ours. We want to share you and you don't need to do a thing unless we tell you to. I want you to lay back and enjoy what we give you. Do you understand?" The question, as well as what had preceded it, surprised her and all she could do is nod. Their father had almost always wanted her complete participation. She had not yet been completely allowed to just relax and enjoy.
As soon as she lay back and relaxed her beautiful naked body on the bed she felt the weight shift as they joined her on either side. Beth decided to keep her eyes closed and just go with the flow. She didn't need, or even want, to know which brother was doing what. Just the idea that they wanted her was enough. Slowly she felt hands begin to wander over her flesh. They were not massaging or kneading hands. Instead they were exploratory hands. They simply ran them up and down her arms and legs. She felt them over her torso and breasts. She even felt someone gently run their hand over her face. It was as though they were absorbing her through their finger tips.