Hello, reader! This is supposed to serve as chapter 3 of my series "Family Traditions". Check out the first two chapters to get caught up! Enjoy!
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Chris hopped out of the shower and dried himself off. The process took a lot longer than usual as he occasionally would stop and stare blankly towards nothing in particular, still processing what just happened with his sister Abby. His mind raced as he picked up the mix of Abby and Lena's clothes off the bathroom floor. The moisture from his sister, his own semen, and sweat made Chris instinctively bring them up to his face. He inhaled the potpourri of flavors and scents and his cock began to stir. Chris was excited but also exhausted. The mix of booze and weed followed by two enormous loads left his body feeling spent. He had also spent the entire week working in the summer sun and he needed a chance to recharge his batteries.
He walked to his room, depositing the dirty clothes into the hamper outside of Abby's room. He hid the soaked clothes beneath a few layers and contemplated knocking on Abby's door before returning to his room upstairs. Abby was in her room and had turned her music on and Chris decided not to intrude. He was still stunned at what transpired and was still worried Abby would regret what happened. What Chris didn't know what that Abby was laying on her bed, daydreaming about sharing Lena and Chris with each other.
Instead of collapsing on his bed in exhaustion, Chris decided it was still early and that he'd have a nightcap on the patio. Chris used the patio as his quiet place. He would listen to music, write, draw, and think sitting by the pool, regardless of the weather. He disappeared from the world there and did most of his thinking there. He couldnt imagine a better place to go at that time.
He found the drink materials still out on the counter where he left them and poured himself another drink. Chris didn't bother measuring and poured himself a "creative double". His face involuntarily scrunched up reacting to the stronger than anticipated aftertaste. He took a deep breath and made his way out to the pool.
Chris sat up on the patio chair; adjusting the back support so he was able to sit upright with his legs stretched out. In between sips of his drink he would think about what happened with his sister and Abby's comment about Lena.
His mind wouldn't let him accept that his sisters had discussed him in any sexual way. He began to get worried that his sisters were some how making fun of him or using him for some reason. Even through his paranoia; his love for his sisters still came through and he also didn't believe they would hurt him deliberately. His mind raced and before long the glass he was holding was just melting ice. He reached under the chair to his "snack" box that he usually kept in different spots in the backyard.
Chris pulled out a pre-rolled joint and after a few flicks of his lighter, lit the tip. The alcohol fueled sensations were soon magnified by the lightheadedness from a few puffs of the joint.
Chris exhaled and a wave of smoke danced out of his mouth. As he finished his exhale he heard the slider door open and saw the silohuette of his older sister Lena walking out. Lena didn't mind pot smoke but Chris ashed his joint and put it and the box back under the chair anyway, waving at the smoke in an effort to clear the air before his sister sat down.
"Oh please. Don't do that on my account" Lena playfully said as she made her way barefoot across the grass.
"I was putting it away anyway." Chris responded.
His heart began to race, made quicker with the weed's assistance. He wondered if Abby had already told her what happened and what she was about to say. She didn't seem mad and Chris felt strangely at ease- a feeling he assumed was a result of the booze and flower.
Lena sat down on the chair right next to Chris. She was in baggy navy sweatpants and the sweatshirt of a tournament she played in the month before. Chris saw a smile on Lena's face and he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail and her natural beauty gave a warm feeling to the situation at hand.
Chris sat up, partly to keep her attention and partly to hide his stirring penis. He looked Lena in her eyes as she sat down off the side of the deck chair and towards her brother.
Lena didn't speak right away, instead just looking at Chris and holding her slight smile. Lena reached out and took Chris's hand into hers.
"So..." Lena started "I heard you had an interesting night tonight."
Chris felt Lena's hands around his, her hands soft but firm and her thumb occasionally rubbing Chris's hand. His mouth felt dry and he was worried Lena could see his chest heaving as his breath sped up.
Lena's voice was soft as she could feel the nervousness emanating from her brother.
"Hey" Lena shook Chris lightly, "Talk to me."
"Sorry" Chris responded sheepishly. He adjusted his body and fixed his glance on Lena.
"What did Abby say" Chris had to know.
Lena let out a giggle and set out to reassure Chris.
"She told me she watched you. In the bathroom. Doing something"
"Was that it?" Chris asked
Lena figured out Chris was worried what she would think knowing he got off with her clothes. When the thought clicked, she went back into big sister mode.
"She may have." Lena slyly answered. "But she made sure to tell me it was just for the feeling. Right?"
Chris' mind raced and he suddenly got a bit angry with Abby. His sisters clearly weren't as shocked as he was and he couldn't put two and two together and figure out why. He searched for an answer to give Lena. He wasn't sure what his endgame here was and was unsure if he should be open or approach a repeat experience. He remembered how big of a deal it was the first time he got off into his sisters panties. He walked around afraid he was going to get caught for an entire week afterwards. How things changed over the course of five weeks!
Chris tried to find the words he needed but they escaped him at the moment. Lena saw her brother still processing what happened so she decided to tread lightly.
"Look little brother" Lena's words had a motherly tone and they filled Chris with warmth. "I know it's a lot to take in. It's not exactly a normal occurrence."
