Chapter 6- Thanksgiving Day! pt 1 -edit
Waking up, it took me a few seconds to remember where I was, and how I came to be here in the large master bedroom. Staring up at the ceiling, it was at least twelve feet high. Four feet from each wall the ceiling was coffered rising up another two feet higher and mirrored. In the center was a chandelier that was dark at present.
Turning my head from left to right, I found Birgitte's mouth was only inches from mine on one side and Abigail's mouth actually brushed my lips on the other. Suddenly feeling sandwiched in between both women, almost claustrophobic from arms thrown across me, breasts pressed against me and draped across my chest, two pregnant bellies pressed in against me from each side, and legs crossed over mine; I felt like I was slowly being smothered. To add unpleasantness to claustrophobia, I also needed to urinate. Panic struck suddenly and hard!
Wondering how I was going to get out of this tangle of hair, breasts, bellies, limbs, and sheets before I had an accident; Brigitte mumbled and Abigail started to awaken when I moved. They weren't moving fast enough! In a rush I cast off blankets, kicking them down to the bottom of the bed roughly, and then very nearly pushed Birgitte and Abigail away in a scramble to reach the bottom of the bed and dashed for the bathroom before suddenly slamming to the floor!
My feet were tangled in the sheets and coverlets. Heating up with a blush for falling on my face, I hopped up, fully awake now, and found four women staring at me. They were all haloed by wild, bedraggled hair in four different shades ranging from red to brown, but all curly. Half lidded eyes ranging in coloring from blue to green and brown all blinked at me sleepily.
"Sorry!" I whispered sheepishly.
Seeing that I was unharmed they all laid back down in unison. It sounded like a flounce, or a flop. If they weren't different women I would've thought them all the same woman. Maybe, in their hearts they were. After all, Birgitte was the oldest and the mother of the other three women. Within seconds I heard the soft sounds of sleep coming from the lot of them.
Turning, careful not to tangle my feet again, I hurried on to the bathroom and wasted no time in relieving myself. It didn't take long. Once done, I walked out, glanced at the bed and four women sleeping before turning and leaving the bedroom. Trudging down the hallway to the kitchen, I opened a cabinet and pulled out a glass. Crossing the kitchen to the sink, I turned on the water and filled it. Once full I turned the water off and heard a noise. It sounded like... splashing... and laughter. Quiet giggling from a woman that sounded like she was right next to me. Then it hit me, I hadn't woken up because of claustrophobia, or the need to urinate. I had heard something. A noise. A commotion outside when there should have been only silence.
Setting the glass down, I walked out of the kitchen as silently as I could manage. I was greeted by new sounds. Different from the first that I hadn't heard earlier. Not coming from the pool that was surrounded on three sides by the house. These sounds came from the study, or was it the library?
Silent as a shadow I followed what I heard. The closer I came the louder they grew. Soft moaning became a woman's mewling. In... ecstasy! Stopping beside wide open french doors, just outside the room, I saw them. Two figures in the dim light of a single lamp.
Jael was bent over the only desk in the room. Her olive skin glistening with perspiration causing the light to shine off her body accentuating the curves of pendulous breasts, the curves and angles of shoulders and shoulder blades, and the valley of her vertical column that wasn't so vertical at the moment all the way to her sacrum before accentuating the rise and sweep of her hips and buttocks. A magnificent ass, though a bit small for my tastes, that her husband, Virgil, was currently slamming with mighty thrusts. Jael's ass and thighs rippled with every collision. Her large breasts swung only to slap the desk with loud 'whacks' as she crooned in delight.
Backing away, I decided to leave them be. I distinctly remembered doing something very similar with Andrea once when we were dating. Only Andrea had been flipped around so that her legs were high in the air. A capital-V while I hammered myself home between her goal posts.
Walking to the living room, I found the slider leading to the pool left open. Thinking I must have left it open when I came inside earlier, crossing the room to close the glass door, laughing and splashing water startled me into retreating back a step to make sure I wasn't seen. I was naked after all.
No lights were on outside save the pool light that lit up the water and made it glow pale blue. At the far side of the pool I saw Carter, my sister's husband. Both his hands were on the edge of the pool deck while a woman's arms were wrapped around his neck. Her body was mostly beneath the water making it look like wavy shadows silhouetted by the pool light. I could make out that her legs were wrapped around Carter's waist, and her buttocks bobbed off of his rapidly thrusting hips as he sawed in and out of her. Expecting any moment to both see and hear June orgasm, embarrassed that I was watching my sister fucking, I turned away and nearly bowled over June!
"What the fuck?" I hissed, throwing my arms around her as we staggered around the room.
June didn't cry out, she hardly even gasped as she threw her arms around me. Dancing around the room, trying to keep our balance, in the middle of our staggering surprising things occurred to me. Like the fact that I had walked out to the kitchen completely buck ass naked. June's dark cherry red hair was up in a clip. My rock hard dick stabbed hard into her lower belly. She smelled like rose petals and soap. My dick was sliding up to her navel, smearing precum all the way up to her navel. Her ivory skin seemed to nearly glow in the pale moonlight that lit the room. My dick moved sideways, pressing into June's abdomen and then hip flare. Her big grey-green eyes were wide open in surprise, flashing with anger, and glistened with unshed tears. My dickhead hit the seam where June's thigh muscles met her hip and lower abdominal muscles and it slit down still streaking precum. Her usually full, smiling mouth was wide open in an exclamation that never passed by her plump lips. Suddenly my dick flowed into the valley between June's thighs and I felt her smooth outer labia open revealing her moist vulva and inner labia. Her skin was so... soft! My dick throbbed against June's pussy-lips. I could feel the soft inner curves of her ass cheeks catching the head, holding it in place as we danced around. Her pussy-lips opened and closed as she shifted from leg to leg, and deeper and deeper my dick sank into the soft smooth folds of her flesh wet with her arousal and my precum. The diaphanous burgundy teddy she wore was soft too, and slid across her skin exposing June's small, perky breasts.
In the middle of it all I tried to right her garment when the coffee table caught the back of my leg. Off balance and truly falling now, I stumbled around. June inhaled to scream but didn't, and looking for a place to fall I managed to guide us toward the couch. I tried to land first to absorb the impact, I wanted to, but we were so tangled that June's weight shifted and she landed with an "Umph" that was quickly muffled by my landing on top of her!
"Oh fuck! Oh shit! I'm sorry June," I whispered fiercely, "I thought that was you out there... with..."
"Shh," She replied as she patted my chest with one hand and put her hand over my mouth with the other.
I thought she was patting me to pull back. Our faces were nose to nose. Her plump mouth and mine were nearly touching when she moved her hand away. I could feel her breath on my lips and in my nose. She smelled like peppermint toothpaste.
I started to push myself up, pulling away, but she grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me back down with a breathless, "Don't! Don't leave me!"
"I... I won't," I whispered as I lowered myself back down, but kept my head up enough so that our gazes met.
Apparently no one heard us staggering around the room. From outside I could hear splashing and grunting, and a husky Latin accented woman moaning, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Fuck me! Harder!"
As Carter growled, "I'm cumming! I am cumming inside you! Yasmina! I'm cumming inside you Yasmina!"
"Oh fuck yes!" She exhaled lasciviously, "Fuck me baby! Fucking shoot all you cum inside me!"
"I'm sorry June. I'm so sorry," I apologized though I wasn't sure if it was for throwing her onto the couch, falling on top of her, my witnessing Virgil's cheating on her, or June's finding her husband cheating on her. All I did know was that I could see all of that hurt in her face as tears hovered on her eyelashes making her eyes sparkle, the crinkle of her nose as she sniffled to hold back the flood gates, and the tremble of her chin and almost too plump bottom lip.
"Well," June hiccuped a small cry as her bottom lip turned down pitifully, "As you can see, Yasmina and my husband are fucking in the pool!"
That was all she was able to say before she bent her head and hissed as she cried into my chest. Her body shuddered beneath mine, and I became very very aware of her breasts pressing against me. Her belly heaved with her crying against mine, but it was lower that everything felt... weird.
June's legs were sprawled to each side of me with one leg up on the back cushions while the other hung off the couch. I was securely in between her legs. My ass and penile muscles constricted and I realized that I was as hard as an old oak root, and strangely warm. With every shuddering cry June's velvety soft vagina tightened around my dick! Right to the base. I was completely. Fully. Buried. Inside June!
Inside my own sister's womb!
"Oh fuck! Oh shit! I'm so sorry!" I started apologizing all over again as I started to push myself up, but as I did I thrust hard pushing my length and girth even deeper than I was before!
