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"We're back!"

I woke up from my slumber and checked what time it was. The clock showed 10 past 7. I got out of bed and headed downstairs, hearing the commotion.

Samantha, Jackie, and Charlotte had just come back from shopping. Samantha and Jackie carried about a dozen bags worth of shopping between them, and Charlotte had a few bags of Chinese takeout.

"Hope everyone is hungry! We brought home food for dinner," Samantha announced.

"Yeah, we may have gone a little overboard with the food. Noah, can you help me set this down?"

I took a few bags from Charlotte and placed them on the table.

My dad got up from the couch and helped Samantha with her bags. "I was starting to worry that you three would never come back."

"Yeah, and leave you two alone. I don't think so."

The girls started setting the table for dinner and called us over when it was ready.

As we sat down, my dad said, "I see a lot of bags over there. Did you guys get anything good or buy for the sake of buying?"

"Hmm, we got some good stuff. I don't know about Jackie. Some of her choices were interesting," Samantha said with a smile.

"Oh, really? Well, I wouldn't expect you to understand young people's fashion. Now, if you want to talk about something interesting, we should talk about your playlist. What is that?"

Charlotte snickered and said, "Yeah, I'm with her on that one, Mom. You listen to all these old songs, and they're not even classics. They're just old."

Samantha pretended like she was offended. "You've never said anything before. We would sing our hearts out to those old songs."

"To clarify to everyone, I would never sing my heart out. My mom would just get swept up in it, she imagined me singing along."

"Ok, I see how it is. You two wait till after I take you shopping to attack me. Duly noted. You two better watch your backs," she said with a smile.

I looked over at my Dad, and he had a smile on his face. He was enjoying seeing Jackie getting along with her new stepmom and stepsister.

"Also FYI, if the food sucks, blame it on Jackie. She's the one who recommended the place. Specifically, the egg rolls. She said they're to die for," Charlotte said.

"Woah, woah, woah. Charlotte, I thought we were on the same team."

"Playing it smart. Be nice with both sides, so I can jump ship when needed."

Jackie and Samantha glanced at each other, and the next thing you know the two of them were making fun of Charlotte. Charlotte looked surprised that her plan had backfired.

Charlotte waved her napkin, indicating she had given up, and we were all ready to dig in.

"Hold on a second," my dad said. "Before we dig into this food, I'd like to make a toast." He got up from the table and came back with wine glasses and a bottle of wine. After filling everyone's glasses, he raised his in a toast. "It's moments like these that remind me how lucky I am. Watching all of you getting along with each other, this is what family is. Here's to us!"

We raised our glasses and after taking a sip, we dug into the Chinese food. Jackie earned passing grades for his choice of restaurant, and the playful banter continued after we had finished eating.

I nominated myself to take care of the dishes as the girls went upstairs to put their clothes away, and Dad went to help Samantha. With the dishwasher loaded, I headed upstairs to try out this new game that Alec had been begging us to play. I hopped on with him and Jordan, and to his credit the game was fun.

"How are your sisters, Noah?"

"They're doing just fine, Alec."

"They ask about me? I'm sure they have."

"Yo! Can we focus on the game?" Jordan cut in. "We're getting our asses beat."

"Relax, dude. It's only a game," Alec said, still pushing, "Now, Noah, they ask about me?"

"Not at all. I'm pretty sure Charlotte forgot about you. You're not as unforgettable as you think you are."

"Then it's time for me to properly introduce myself to your stepsister. Give her the full Alec experience."

"Bro, did you just refer to yourself in the third person? Yeah, no, there is no way that girl is giving you the time of day," Jordan mocked him.

I laughed and said, "Yeah, Jordan is right. You are way out of her league. And I think she's seeing someone." She wasn't, but I didn't want someone else taking away my time with her.

"One night with me and that'll change."

"Keep dreaming."

The conversation shifted back to the game. After playing a few more rounds, I called it a night. "Alright, I'm hopping off. I got the opening shift tomorrow."

I logged out and took a nice, warm shower to put me in a sleepy mood. I tucked myself in, and I could feel it was going to be a great night of sleep. Just as I was about to fall asleep, Charlotte barged into my room.

"Noah! Wake up! Let's go outside."

"Are you drunk?"

"Tipsy. Come on. Jackie and my mom are waiting outside."

"No, I'm going to sleep. I have to wake up in the morning tomorrow for work."

"I will personally wake you up tomorrow on time. Now, come hang out with us. We're having so much fun."

"It's too cold outside. I'd rather stay in my warm comfy bed."

"No, it's not. We made a makeshift campfire. And put on your hoodie and it'll feel like summer."

"You won't take no for an answer, will you?"

"Nope!"

I sighed as I pulled myself out of bed, put on some warm clothes, and followed her outside to the patio. Samantha and Jackie were sipping on wine, in the middle of a conversation.

When I walked out with Charlotte, Samantha said, "Looks like one of the men will be joining us. Your dad refused to come out."

"How come he got to say no, and I couldn't?"

"Too late, you're here now," Samantha said. "Beer or wine?"

"Sleep."

She cracked open a can of beer and passed it along to me. "What are we doing out here?" I asked as I took a sip.

"I felt left out last night, so I insisted I be included in your next late night conversation," Samantha said.

"Can't we do this on a night when I don't have to get up early in the morning?"

"You're young, you don't need much sleep. I promise, just an hour or two and everyone is off to bed."

She seemed really eager and looking forward to it, so I relented and gave in. "So what are we doing then?"

Charlotte suggested, "Hey Mom, since this is your idea. Why don't you tell us what you and your friends would do when you were our age?"

"That's interesting. I like that idea, and I know exactly what we're doing. I don't know if you kids play this game or if this was a popular college game, but my girlfriends and I would play it all the time when we met new people. It's the best icebreaker there is. We called it Confessions."

"How does it work?" Jackie asked.

"There's one detective and three confessors. The confessors would make an anonymous confession that the detective has to match up correctly. If the detective guesses your confession correctly, you have to take a drink. However, if the detective goes 0 for 3, then the detective has to take a drink."

"That sounds like fun," Charlotte said. "How do we make anonymous confessions though? Do we write it on a piece of paper?"

"No, eventually the detective would be able to realize the confessions using the handwriting. One of the confessors would say everyone's confessions"

"That makes sense. Let's play this?"

Everyone nodded and since this was Samantha's idea, she was chosen as the first detective.

Jackie, Charlotte, and I gathered around together to make our first set of confessions. We then chose Jackie to state everyone's confessions.

"Ready? Here's the first one: I once made a kid bleed in school but made myself also bleed to not get in trouble. The second one is, that I stole a part of my sibling's allowance for an entire year without them knowing. Last confession is I once finished an entire bottle of tequila in one night. Time to guess!"

Samantha looked at us all intently to see if we would give anything away. "Interesting. I'm dealing with a thug, a thief, and a drunk. Hmm, great impressions of my kids. Ok, here's my guess. Noah is the thug, Charlotte is the thief, and Jackie, you're the drunk."

"That's not fair! She's known me longer than you two. She's always going to guess me correctly," Charlotte complained.

Samantha laughed, "I guess I got Jackie and Noah switched around. Well, dear daughter of mine, it's time to drink up!"

Charlotte took a heavy swig of wine. We decided to rotate clockwise, so I was up next as the detective.

The girls gathered together, and when Samantha said something, I saw that Jackie and Charlotte were both caught off guard. It looked like Jackie and Charlotte had to come up with new confessions. Finally, they split, and Samantha asked, "Ready, Detective?"

"Yup. Let me hear your confessions."

"Confession 1, Before losing my virginity, I only gave blowjobs for a year. Confession 2, My first time having sex was on my parents' bed, and I used their condoms. And the final confession is, I've slept with all the brothers of a family before."

"Oh, wow! You guys took it up a couple of notches. What was the first one again?"

Samantha repeated the confessions, and I tried my best to use reasoning, but I struck out all three times.

"Drink up!" they all shouted.

I took a drink from my beer and asked, "Do I get to hear who did what?"

"Blowjobs was Jackie, parents' bed was Charlotte, and you can figure out who the last one was about," Samantha said.

"Mom, how many brothers were there?"

"Three," she answered. "And to clarify, I didn't sleep with them at the same time. Three different times. I don't want you guys thinking I'm a sex fiend or slut."

"We listen and we don't judge," Jackie, Charlotte, and I all said at the same time, causing us to burst out in laughter.

Samantha was clueless as to what happened. "Uhm, did I miss something funny?"

"It's a stupid social media trend, Samantha. It's funny all of us thought of it at the same time," Jackie said.

"Oh, ok. Charlotte, honey, you're up next."

The remaining three of us huddled together to come up with our confessions. A part of me was excited to hear more racy confessions from Samantha and Jackie, but the other part of me was nervous. I felt like my confession would have to match their level, which I wasn't sure I had.

The confession I came up with was nowhere near as good as Samantha's or Jackie's, but wasn't totally vanilla. Samantha was once again nominated to reveal the confessions. "Confession 1, I was pleasured at the dinner table while I was at a fancy restaurant with friends. Confession 2, I've masturbated six times in one day. Confession 3, I was asked to fill in for my friend for sex."

Charlotte seemed confident that she knew who was who. "I'm gonna go 3-for-3 here. Mom, Noah, and Jackie in that order."

"Congratulations, you did go 3-for-3," Jackie said.

"Does that mean anything special? A reward for me? A punishment for you guys for being so predictable?"

"We usually didn't do anything special, but if you guys have any ideas, I'm ok with it," Samantha said.

"I got one," Charlotte announced. "How about if the detective gets all the confessions correct, the confessors have to lose a piece of clothing."

"Ok, someone has had too much to drink," Samantha said. "And it's too cold to be losing layers of clothes. How about we settle for a double shot?"

"Boo! You guys are no fun."

Samantha did not seem to be messing around, as she had a stern look on her face. Jackie and I weren't going to challenge her, so we agreed with the double-shot rule.

"How about we call it a night after Jackie's turn?" Samantha said.

"Fine, but I want to hear some stories, people!" Charlotte demanded.

Samantha was the first one to tell her story. "This happened before I dated my ex-husband. He was actually there, but I was dating his friend at the time. We had always been quite the daredevils. We were in a booth, and he slid his finger up my dress, and that night he dared me to go pantiless. He got me off, and I had no idea how I had managed to keep a straight face."

"That is so hot," Jackie said. "I've always wanted to try public stuff, but I chicken out. I've done stuff in a car, but there was no risk of being caught."

"I wasn't always up for it. Eventually, the thrill of it made me do it, and it stuck with me since."

"Oo, have you and Greg gotten up to any public mischief?"

Samantha smiled but didn't answer. Instead, she said, "How about Jackie tells us her story?"

There was no way my dad would do anything like that. He was a traditional guy in almost every single way. I'd be surprised if he said he had sex on anything but a bed.

Jackie said, "Yeah, I'd rather not hear about my dad's sex life. My confession happened when I was doing pre-med. I had come off a breakup, and my roommate was in the honeymoon phase with her boyfriend, so they were fucking like rabbits. I had told her that I needed to get laid, but all the dudes who tried to get with me weren't my type. She happened to be on her period at that time and suggested I fuck her boyfriend if he was my type. I thought she was joking, but she was dead serious. She called her boyfriend over right away to prove she was being serious. I was horny, he was horny, and she couldn't have sex, so it all worked out."

"Was it a one-time thing?" asked Charlotte.

"Nope. They dated for almost a year and a half, and whenever she was on her period, her boyfriend and I would hook up."

"Would she watch you guys? Like, stay in the room?" I asked.

"The first few times, yeah. Then we would just tell her, and she was cool with it even if she wasn't there."

Samantha said, "If you kept hooking up with him, he must've been good. Did you guys hook up after your roommate and him broke up?"

"No. He graduated a few months after the breakup and moved to a different state for med school. He did text me once saying he was back in town, but I was back home on vacation then. Any more questions or can I be the detective?"

"The seat is all yours," Samantha said.

The confessors gathered around one last time. The tone of the game had been set, and everyone wanted to up their previous confession. We were all stumped on what to confess, though. How badly did we want to outdo ourselves? I could see the gears turning in Charlotte's and Samantha's heads, trying to figure out what to reveal without ruining their image of each other.

Finally, we all came up with our final confessions and I wasn't proud of mine, and Charlotte was on the fence about hers as well. Samantha was once again nominated to reveal our confessions. "First one, I was part of a swingers club for more than a year. Second, I had sex every day of the week before, each with different people. The final one, my body count is three.

"Hmm, I think this is easy. The last one is Noah, the other two can go either way, but I don't think Charlotte has lived long enough for the swingers club. So Samantha is the ex-swinger and Charlotte is the one who went on the weeklong sex marathon."

"Let's drink up," Charlotte said as she filled up her glass and then chugged it.

"Ok, that's enough wine for you," Samantha said as she took away Charlotte's glass. Jackie and I cleaned up while Samantha made sure Charlotte didn't do anything. When we were done, Jackie offered to put Charlotte to bed so Samantha could go to sleep.

"Thank you. Have a good night, you guys. Also, let's keep our confessions between the four of us. Your father knows a lot, but some of the things I told you, I purposefully haven't told him yet."

"No need to worry. We know Dad isn't the most open-minded guy in the world."

After Samantha went upstairs, Jackie and I helped Charlotte up the stairs. I had no idea she had drunk enough wine to get this wasted, or that she was just a lightweight. It was a task getting her into bed, but eventually, we tucked her in.

Jackie and I left Charlotte's room, and I was walking back to my room when Jackie said, "Want to help me with something?"

"Can't it wait until tomorrow? It's midnight, I'm tired and drunk, and have to go to work tomorrow."

"Either you help me, or the vibrator in my drawer helps me. Now, do you want to help me?"

"Say less," as I followed my sister like a puppy dog into her room. As soon as we were in the room, I was on top of her kissing her. Our hands ran all over each other as we kissed. It didn't take long for us to rip the clothes off our backs until we were in our underwear.

She pushed me down to her pussy, and I hooked my fingers into her panties and pulled them down. Like last night, I eagerly licked away at her pussy. With my fingers, I played with her clit.

"Hmm, you've improved since last night. You remembered to focus on the clit. Let me teach you something new that girls will love. Suck on my clit, and put your fingers in me, we'll do two for now."

I did as instructed and started sucking on her clit. She then directed me to her G-spot and I knew I reached it when I felt her body tense up. "That's it, right there, now just massage it and make me cum."

My tongue and fingers worked in tandem to make my sister cum. Her hand held my head down, but it wasn't like I wanted to come up. I snuck a third finger in, and her body responded in pleasure to the extra stimulus.

I kept alternating my fingers and tongue between her tongue and G-spot. It made her wait longer to climax, but she wasn't complaining. Finally, I helped her cross the finish line as she grabbed a pillow to muffle her orgasmic scream. I could feel the mess of her juices over my face, but I didn't care. I did what I was unable to do last night.

"We're fucking, right?" I asked as my dick was lined up with her pussy.

"Yes, but give me a minute. That was the best oral orgasm a guy has given me."

"A guy given you? You mean a girl has gone down on you?"

"Yeah. I thought I was pretty clear about that last night. You're good, but girls just know better. It's natural. But there is one thing guys are better than girls."

"What's that?"

"Fucking me hard. Put it in me, little brother."

My cock slid into my sister's pussy with ease. I wasted no time bottoming out in her and pulling back my entire length before slamming back into her. I kept doing this, going harder and faster with each rep until I was ramming into her at full force.

"Oh, yeah, I love this. But... ugh, we may need to quiet...down...oh fuck! You feel so good inside me!"

I didn't heed her warning, instead finding another gear and going even harder. The sounds of my body colliding with hers were loud, but I figured everyone was in deep sleep and that they wouldn't notice. The sex was so good that I didn't even last five minutes before I came.

As I pulled out and rolled off of her, I said, "Sorry for not lasting longer. It just felt way too good."

"Don't be. I rather be fucked good and short than long and bad. This was the perfect combination. And if you kept fucking me like that, you would've broken me."

"Good thing I came then." My cock slowly started to go flaccid, and both of us noticed it.

"Want to make a bet?" asked Jackie.

"What's the bet?"

"I bet I can make you hard again with my mouth."

That was a bet I was sure to lose, but I was getting a blowjob guaranteed. "You're on."

She smiled as she crawled into a position to take my cock in her mouth. Similar to last night, she started by teasing me. Her tongue ran from the bottom to the head before taking it into her mouth.

Unlike last night, she didn't seem as eager, but her head was head, and I wasn't complaining. Her head kept bobbing up and down on my cock, each time taking more than half of it. She then deepthroated as I was reacquainted with the back of my sister's throat. The room filled with sounds of her choking and gagging on it, before she came up for a deep breath. She then went right back to it, keeping it in her throat longer each time.