Ch 18 Twists of Fate and Destiny
All characters in this story are 18 years of age or older unless otherwise denoted. All characters are fictitious and this is a fictitious story, any resemblance to any characters, living or dead, in this story is purely coincidental. I appreciate the comments and appreciate your input. This is a continuous story and you should read the first 1 17 chapters so you understand the dynamics of the story.
Thank you PapaKilo14 for the editing.
Enjoy the story and thank you for reading. JDC
My life didn't really take a major turn as far as sex went. There were nights when I would tell Mandy and Brandi not to come over because I knew Saffron would be over. She wouldn't spend the entire night, but would leave around 5:30 AM. It was not that I wasn't interested in necessarily pursuing a girl, except for CC, but I've never had to initiate anything. I guess I was getting spoiled as well as lazy with all of the snatch I was getting. I don't mean to sound boastful, but Brandi, Mandy, and Saffron were keeping me busier than I needed click save to be.
Thanksgiving gave me a shock that I didn't need in my young life at that particular moment when the whole family showed up again for Thanksgiving including Grandmother Sanderson, uncle Tom and his wife, and my cousin Arista. It was the first time I'd seen her in two years. When I walked in I was surprised at how beautiful and sexy she had grown. She had filled into her body in all the right places and her tits were actually bigger if you could believe that. She'd also let her flaming red hair grow out until it was halfway down her back.
When Saffron showed up she was very cordial to everybody and looked at Arista quizzically and then at me. All of a sudden I got the shock of my life, when in walked Arista's mother with a crying bundle.
"Honey, I think it's time for her feeding. I was in the middle of drinking my Coke when Saffron but a crimp in to things.
"And who is this young lady Arista?" as she hovered over the two making a fuss.
"This is my daughter."
"How old is she?"
"15 months old."
"What's her name?"
"Samantha," as I spit my Coke all over my lap and acted like I was choking.
"That's always been my favorite name in the world and it was the name I wish I had."
"And now you do; she sure looks like a Sanderson."
"I guess the recessive family genes came out in full bloom Saffron."
"Well that bastard boyfriend of hers shortly took off for the hills quicker than you could believe, my aunt said in a distasteful tone. Grandma Sanderson just looked strangely at me and chuckled a little.
"You couldn't really blame Kenneth mom, we had already broken up when he found out and was already in another relationship. Besides I don't want him around anyway."
My mom increased the banter by saying, "He ought to be made to at least pay support for the child; after all he is the father."
"I just want to raise my daughter in a loving family; and already have that. Do you want to hold her Sammy?"
I took the little bundle in my arms and it was like I was looking into my own eyes. Saffron looked at me strangely as I rocked and fussed over the infant girl. Arista just looked at me and smiled.
"You look like a natural Sammy; she never takes that well to other people holding her. You must seem familiar to her somehow, " now it was Saffron's turn to choke on her drink.
My mother spoke up and said, "You children better watch what they're drinking and how they drink it if they're going to choke like that."
"I'm fine mother; don't worry about what I drink, I'll be fine. It just went down the wrong way."
Arista excused herself to take Samantha into the other room, obviously still breast-feeding.
My brain was an entirely abnormal turmoil of thoughts. I couldn't settle it down to think clearly. Then Saffron tried to make it explode when she started talking again.
"I hope you don't mind Sammy, but I invited Arista to stay at the house a couple of days and go shopping and I kind of promised you would take us flying."
"So you just invited someone to take a flight using my plane and my piloting skills without asking me."
"Sammy, you know you love flying and showing off your skills," my mother piped in. "After all, you're lucky that we didn't all try to go with you. She's just proud of her brother and wants to show you off."
"I know mother, but you just don't volunteer something like that. I probably would've gotten around to asking everybody anyway. No one likes to be taken for granted."
"I don't take you for granted baby bro, I just like to show you off. You're a gem in our family. Were all proud of you and what you're accomplishing."
"Well, from now on ask me first."
"I will, believe me."
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After eating our meal, I went home and was surprised for a second time that evening when I saw Brandi Janus's car out front and knew I was going to be accosted when I got inside. I really wasn't in the mood with my mind on fire. As I walked in I saw Brandi and Mandy on the couch in a 69 in quite the fervor muff diving each other. It was a very erotic site, but had no effect on me this evening.
"Happy Thanksgiving ladies; don't forget to lock up when you're finished."
"Brandi raised her face out of Mandy's muff long enough to say, "What the fuck do you mean 'when we we're finished? Aren't you joining us?"
"Not tonight, I've got a lot of thinking to do."
That rebuff was not accepted too well by the Janus sisters apparently because when I stripped down to my boxers and crawled under the covers the door suddenly burst open and I was jumped upon by two crazy, naked vixens. Brandi started by straddling my face with her gaping gash and Mandy pulled my sheet back and tugged on my boxers until my limp dick was exposed for her waiting mouth and she began working her magic. I was going to succumb to this dual assault; I already knew it.
I should have known that the word "no" meant nothing to these two ladies. I was going to be the performing pony for these two women, so I might as well enjoy it.
I began voraciously eating Brandi out, while Mandy had me hard in about 2 min. I took my mouth from Brandi's quim long enough to tell Mandy to climb aboard. She swung around and pushed herself hard on my upright rod and began riding me like a practiced cowgirl.
Brandi ground onto my face like she was trying to literally fuck my tongue. It made it a little hard to breathe, but I was enjoying it nonetheless. I then slid her down and inserted two fingers up her snatch, while I tongued her asshole. As she began coming and I slid my fingers out and drank of her nectar while shoving my middle finger into her rectum. I shot my load into Mandy and she almost wouldn't stop riding, having two or three orgasms in a row.
Brandi pushed Mandy aside and began sucking my cock as hard as she could. She used her extraordinary oral talent to get me hard enough to fuck again and stopped, sliding her mouth off.
"You started it with that finger up my ass, now scoot around you little fucker. Fuck my ass."
I got up and kissed a sulking Mandy and grabbed my tube of lube out of my bed stand and gelled up what I needed and slid my spear into her back tunnel. She began moaning my name as she literally pounded back at me with that delectable ass of hers. She kept wanting me to pump harder and faster, so I accommodated her until I unloaded in her bowels.
As I finally pulled out of her, she lay beside me and held me tenderly; very abnormal for her.
