I do hope you are enjoying the story. I know the last chapter was on the serious side, but it needed to be told for the story to be complete. I love writing about the sex acts that we all get off on, but I feel that if you write, there must be drama, a plot, and a resolution. If you have any comments, feel free. I love constructive criticism as it only makes my writing better. Do login, though. I want to visit you on Literotica and start maintaining some really great contacts.
This story is about heterosexual/homosexual incest, as well as non-incestuous sex between consenting adults. Some of the story is true, but names are changed to protect the innocent. There is an expansive back story to this tale that I cannot write about because the acts happened before the age of 18. There may be mentions of those times, but in keeping with the restrictions about erotica involving those under 18, I pick the story up when I was 20. As a matter of fact, all characters are eighteen. I will make this statement. Some of the events you read about in these stories are based on truth, however, I take literary license and expand a bit on the actual sex acts and the story-line to make them more dramatic, erotic and acceptable to the reader.
Note about Part 7: The last chapter about Luke's house will contain a different look at the dynamics of the group, which in this chapter will introduce Claire and her sister, Rhonda, to the meat of the story. As the reader will see, it only took a little bit to get the fires going in those two. I apologize in advance if the story is a little long. I like to keep it to two or three pages, but in this case it might end up being more.
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Keeping the Tradition alive. Story One: Luke's House Part 7
The four of us pulled into Luke's House from the funeral around 8:30 PM. We were all so exhausted that we only wanted to get food and go to sleep. I was interested in seeing how Toni was going to fit into the group's dynamics, but decided it would have to wait. Cassie, on the other hand, wanted to spend quiet time with Toni to see where her mind was and probably get reacquainted with her younger sister. I know she had missed all of her sisters quite a bit and had bemoaned the fact that the other two chose to stay with their mother.
"Cassie, I'm going to the back porch with Luke. We'll stay there tonight. You girls get some sleep in Luke's room. We'll have an additional room tomorrow when Dad leaves to go home." I wanted to make sure I didn't put any undo pressure on my two first cousins. They had been through a lot the past three of four days.
"Okay, Ricky. I want to spend some quality time with Toni and kind of give her the low down on what's on the agenda around here, you know with Claire and all." I couldn't believe she still wanted to carry the seduction of Claire to fruition, but I also understood that she needed something to distract her from the terrible recent events.
Toni was a smaller, demure version of Cassie. About two inches shorter than Cassie, she had the same wonderful proportions: large breasts, small waist, and a wonder ass cradled in what could have been spray painted jeans. Cassie was an extreme yellow blond with blue eyes; Toni, on the other hand, was a dirty blond and her eyes were hazel in color, much like my dad and his brothers. They were sisters, for sure.
On the trip home, they had playfully talked about the last time they had seen each other before the trip to Uncle Raymond's. Cassie caught her in the shower before she left. She reached in the stall and turned the water off, startling Toni. There was no way Cassie intended leaving her sister without telling her goodbye. Watching her nude sister with past and future lust shivering throughout her body, she marveled at the quality genes her dad and mom had created. "I'm leaving," she said.
"I know," Toni replied softly. "I'm going to miss you Sis." She stepped forward and embraced Cassie with her soaked body. Cassie could not have cared less. All she wanted was to get the scent of her sister embedded in her nose to help her remember all the wonder times they had shared in special and exciting situations.
At the time, Cassie had no idea what was waiting for her at Uncle Raymond's. His son, Luke, and I would be there. The young woman did not want to share her week with "dweebs" as she called anyone whom she could not trust. As she would find out, there was nothing but excitement in her future.
I motioned to Luke and we went to the porch to sleep on the single bed. The closed in porch was filled with old magazines and newspapers infested with small roaches, silverfish, and spiders. I was so tired none of it bothered me, and knowing Dad would be going home the next day, we wouldn't have to endure more than one night. Deep down inside, I was hoping the four younger adults could share Luke's king size bed. There was, however, no sense getting expectations up until we saw where Toni's mind set would be.
The next morning, after a restless night, Luke called Claire to tell her we had made it home. She was invited to come visit at her earliest convenience. I told Luke to tell her we would come to town to get her if she needed a ride, but after she talked to her sister, it was decided both would come out to the farm. It seemed her sister wanted to meet me. When she found that Cassie and her sister were there, she seemed doubly interested. They would come to the farm about mid-morning expecting a walk in the woods and a picnic.
We realized our plans might dissolve having Rhonda, Claire's older sister, tagging along. There might be a need to schedule an additional attempt to seduce Claire at a later date. Anyway, Cassie and Toni fixed sandwiches and put drinks, chips, and two bottles of wine into the basket they were packing for the picnic in anticipating of getting to know the two of them.
Luke and I drove to the Pure station to see if it would be possible for Harvey to join us. I thought perhaps, if the odds were better, we might carry on with the seduction. With four girls and just the two of us, it could be a lot more difficult. Unfortunately, Harvey's dad would not let him get off work, so Luke and I resigned ourselves to having two girls apiece. Poor us, right? It would not do much good to continue with the seduction if two of the girls refused to participate. If nothing happened with Claire and Rhonda, we would just try again later. After all, there was another week and a half left before I had to go home and then back to the university. I cautioned everyone to make sure that Claire and Rhonda were receptive to any sexual advances before making moves, otherwise Luke might lose Claire and perhaps Rhonda would go home and spill the beans to her parents.
Finalizing our initial thoughts, it was agreed that no one would put pressure on the group to get something going sexually. If it happened, it happened. I had convinced everyone that we were not going to jeopardize Luke's future because of raging hormones, challenge or not.
We had been thankful that the weather had been unseasonably warm for late November and we didn't even need jackets. It seemed we were experiencing an Indian summer and in the Deep South that meant 70 to 80 degrees Fahrenheit. There had been a cold snap in early November, but the weather had gotten warmer incrementally. Shorts, t-shirts, and even bathing suits seemed to be the dress for the day. The evenings were kind of chilly, so we would probably need to be back at the house before dark.
Around 9:30 AM Claire and Rhonda showed in up in a late model Ford Mustang. "Nice Ride," I commented as they got out and walked toward us. I immediately admired the long legs and white short shorts that Rhonda was wearing. I guessed she would give Cassie a run for her money as the best looking girl at the picnic. Her light blue button down blouse and white tennis shoes rounded out the ensemble to produce one sweet looking young woman. It was uncanny that Claire was the complete opposite of her sister, very much like Toni's looks compared to Cassie's. I also noticed Cassie gravitated toward Rhonda and Toni to Claire. They both held the other's hands as they greeted, perhaps a little longer than I would have expected.
