"David. Get up. We really need to talk." Five more minutes? "David get your ass out of bed now."
What the Hell. I had the weirdest dream last- Wait.
There next to me is Chelsea. Does that mean... Oh shit! I think I fucked up my entire life in one night!
As I'm going into full panic mode, Chelsea starts to stretch and wake up.
"How'd you sleep?"
"Extremely well. Like a baby. Wonderfully. The best night's rest I've ever had! It was superb!"
"Okay. You're getting a little worked up. I'm guessing it's about the incest stuff?"
"Oh God Chelsea. What did I do?"
"You fucked your sister. Then your sister's friend. Then your sister again and maybe your mom? I couldn't tell through the wall..." She giggles and it occurs to me, Chelsea is such a positive person to be around. Her vibe is incredible. She somehow gets me to calm down just by stating facts.
"Well when you put it like that" I fall back onto the bed, and Chels sidles up to rest her beautiful face on my chest. "How is it that the one I didn't fuck is the one with me in the morning?"
"The one I didn't fuck? Is that my new nickname?"
"Ah I thought my breathe was bad this morning, I've got foot in mouth."
"You should get up anyway. Your mom didn't sound happy."Chelsea stands, still in that bombshell purple dress. How does she manage to look great even in the morning?
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"Hey... Mom..." There she is, and unfortunately I'm still finding her to be extremely sexy. She has on her morning yoga outfit, and goddam does she wear it. A sports bra and spandex booty shorts, I want to fuck her silly over the breakfast she's cooking. Her hair is up in a ponytail, but her usual morning smile is not there.
"I made your favorites, blueberry flapjacks." She coldly puts the plate on the counter and stands opposite them. "Eat. We need to talk about last night young man."
"Yeah... It got a little out of hand didn't-"
"More specifically," She cuts me off, "We need to talk about the fact that last night never happened. Understand?"
I look at her chest as it rises and falls dramatically. She's nervous about this I can tell. She didn't put on makeup, but her face looks like a pale Gal Gadot. Her shoulders are slim, and her chest is perfect for her petite frame. Her stomach is flat, and her ass juts just like her daughter's. She's honestly one of the sexiest women I've ever seen.
"Understand?!"
"Yeah mom. Sure..." Except, I think I want to fuck her again.
Just as I'm thinking that, Emma skips in. Her hair is up in a ponytail too, and she's wearing a loose tank top and panties. Her ass is easily the nicest ass I've ever seen. Her thighs have more to them than our mom's too. Fuck. When did I become so depraved? She skips right up to our mom and kisses her cheek. "Morning mom" Then she skips to me, and basically eats my face "Morning daddy." Shit. I'm hard.
