The a in Dna Ep. 02

This story picks up about ten minutes after the first story.

Chapter 1

Alex, Katrina, and Olive sat in the pool, luxuriating in the cool water after their romp in the steam room. They were still naked but had ducked into the outdoor shower to wash their bodies off before diving into the still evening water.

"So I've heard you mention in passing other family members, and I know that you have some FB friends I think I am related to, but you haven't really filled me in much on family outside of you two," Alex said. "What other family do I have, and are they all as crazy as you...we...are?"

Olive, her grandmother, sighed.

"Well, we do have a few relatives around, but our relationships are complicated. There's my sister, who probably would love to join us if she weren't so hung up about the whole incest thing. She has a daughter, and her granddaughter is about your age. I hardly know that side of the family because my sister keeps her from anything more than casual contact with us. She's kind of repressed. And then..." Olive trailed off.

Alex looked at her grandmother, who was staring off into the distance, then turned to her mother.

"Mother?" she asked.

Katrina splashed water on her face and chest, then pulled herself up and sat on the edge of the pool, the water running down her pendulous breasts and trickling off her long nipples. Alex felt a surge of desire against her will. Her mother was so beautiful.

"You have a sister," Katrina said, after a moment.

Alex was stunned. Never had her mother mentioned a sibling in their many conversations.

"Why...why didn't you tell me?" Alex asked.

"I wanted to meet you first, to make sure we were on firm ground before you met her."

"Why's that?"

Katrina sighed. "When Xenia turned eighteen a couple years ago, I wanted to gently let her in on the little secret that her grandmother and I were involved in a non-standard parent-child relationship. Unfortunately, there was an incident...and she found out unexpectedly. I never asked her to join in, just to accept. But she was horrified. She already had a scholarship to a state school about an hour away, so she moved into a dorm and cut off all connection with me and Olive. That bedroom that's locked next to yours -- it was hers. We've hardly touched it since she left""

"That's...horrible. But..." Alex trailed off. She wanted to ask a question but wasn't sure how it would be received. But she had to know. "Did you...you know...do the whole 'anything to make you happy' routine with her?"

Olive chuckled. "We don't normally come on as strong as we did with you. But you gave off an unmistakable sexual aura -- even in our video calls before we met in person. And the moment I did the pull-off-the-bra trick in the restaurant you practically melted. I knew you wanted the same thing we did, it was just a matter of going through the motions to bring you into the fold."

It was Alex's turn to chuckle. She gave her grandmother's breasts a loving stroke. "Yeah, you pretty much had me. Does Xenia know I'm here?"

Olive nodded.

"Does she know that I was going to make a threesome?"

"Absolutely not," Katrina said. "I doubt she even thinks you know about Olive and I."

"I want to meet my sister!"

"I can give you her number, but please go gently. No sexual overtures or anything."

"Is she okay with me being a cockgirl?" Alex asked.

Olive shrugged. "She seemed more curious about you than anything else."

"Curious in what way?" Alex said, a slight coquettish tone creeping into her voice.

"Not THAT way," Katrina said, narrowing her eyes. "Please don't put any chance I have at reuniting with her at risk. If she finds out you've...you know...joined us, she might be pushed away forever."

Alex held up her hands. "Having a sister is the most important thing. I just want to meet her and get to know her. I won't come on to her, promise."

Katrina nodded. "I'll text you her number once we dry off. Just please go easy with her. She has a gentle soul."

The conversation drifted into more idle chatter, then slowly the women made their way inside. Olive went up to get her clothing ready for work the next day, and Katrina had some paperwork she wanted to do before bed, so Alex was left alone for a few. She decided there was no time like the present, so she shot a text message to her long-lost sister and in a few minutes had set up a time for the two of them to meet the day-after-tomorrow.

Alex spent the next day while her mother and grandmother were at work unpacking, getting familiar with her surroundings, exploring the area, and just enjoying the luxury of her home. The house was beautiful and spacious, the yard was immaculate, and the pool and sauna were delightful. Alex knew that in a few days things would start getting hectic with school, so she took it easy. When Olive and Katrina got home, everyone seemed somewhat more subdued than the previous evening.

Before going to bed, Katrina gave her daughter a hug.

"I don't want you feeling in any way like you need to justify me to Xenia, you guys need to plot your own relationship course," Alex's mother said. "But if she wants to reconcile, even has a hint that she might, I will do whatever it takes to bring it about."

Chapter 2

The next day Alex was anxious. She had agreed to meet Xenia at a park about halfway between their locations. It seemed like a safe place, especially since they had never met before. Alex chose a conservative pair of pedal pushers with a sleeveless T-shirt and a light pullover to de-accentuate her cock and her tits. She wore basic flats on her feet.

The day was beautiful and Alex arrived early, seating herself on a park bench next to a pond where they had decided to meet. It was quiet and peaceful as she watched a group of ducks frolic in the placid water.

"Alex?" her reverie was interrupted by a soft voice. Xenia was about her height and had long, dark hair. But where the other women in the family were voluptuous, Xenia was slender and athletic. The flowered sundress she wore was short, highlighting her slim, toned legs, and her tiny, firm, barely-there tits.

The women hugged and Xenia took a seat next to Alex on the bench.

"This was a good choice of a place to meet," Alex said. "It's really quiet and peaceful. I appreciate you showing it to me."

"You're welcome, I like to come here and just breathe in the calm. I hope to see more of my long lost sister." She put her hand on Alex's forearm and gave a gentle, sisterly squeeze.

The conversation drifted off into small talk for awhile, that allowed Alex to start filling in a picture of her sister. They covered things like what they both were studying (Xenia studied modern dance -- she was a dancer), where they lived (on campus -- a different state school from where Alex was going), how much longer they had in her studies (Xenia had two more semesters), and similar details. They got up from the bench and began walking slowly around the pond on a bike path.

"You know," Xenia said, "I have known about you for awhile. Our mother really regrets giving you up. I was still living at home when you two reconnected and it was a beautiful moment. I don't think I have ever seen her happier. Unfortunately I moved out not long after."

"Did I have anything to do with that decision?" Alex asked, doing her best to act as if this was all new information.

A shadow passed across Xenia's face and suddenly Alex worried she had just driven her sister away. Then a winsome smile appeared.

"No, not at all. I just discovered some things about our mother and grandmother that bothered me at the time. You...you know that they..."

"They don't have a typical mother-daughter relationship, if that's what you're angling at. Yes, I know."

Xenia paused in their walking and stared out across the pond. "I came home one day unexpectedly and caught them. I had a knee-jerk reaction, I never really gave them a chance to explain or tried to understand. I...I was less upset about the activity itself than about being caught unawares. I love them, but I was hurt they felt they couldn't have been more open with me. I wish I had handled it differently."

"That must have been a shock, I can understand why you reacted that way," Alex set her hand on Xenia's shoulder. "She still loves you. So does Olive."

"I know. My stupid pride. She's so beautiful. So is Olive. If I had just taken a moment instead of blowing up, I might have..." she trailed off. Alex looked at her pointedly.

"I know what you mean," Alex added after a pregnant pause. It came out a lot more suggestive than she intended. She quietly swore and Xenia looked at her hard.

"Wait...have you...?"

Alex softly swore again, then nodded.

To her surprise, her admission was met with curiosity, not derision.

"Wow. Did she pressure you?"

Alex sighed. "I was kind of infatuated with our mother from the first time we video-chatted, I just didn't realize it until we met in the restaurant and I saw them in person. It was probably obvious that I was totally entranced. I'm not always good at hiding when I'm turned on, and they were so gorgeous. Sometimes my body has a mind of its own. Olive did this trick where she pulled her arms inside her blouse and pulled off her bra..."

Xenia nodded. "Yeah, she does that all the time. I'm not sure she realizes the impact that move has on guys - or girls that are into other girls."

"Exactly, and her blouse wasn't exactly opaque. God, she was so beautiful -- and hot. She and Katrina didn't pressure me at all, but I barely could take my eyes off of them. Once they read my vibes, it really was just a matter of time. They said they would do anything at all to make me happy. And it turns out Katrina, Olive, and I share certain...um...preferences..."

Xenia chuckled. "Yeah, me too. Olive says in our family, the A in DNA stands for anal."

Alex gulped. She was starting to get vibes from Xenia. The same ones she had gotten from her mother and grandmother. Shit! Katrina would kill her if she fucked her sister.

They had come to another bench and sat down. Alex was getting warm, and she could feel a shifting in her pedal pushers as her cock thickened a little. Her mother wouldn't be pleased but she couldn't help but wonder what her sister's asshole looked like. Was it as demolished as her own? Was it totally destroyed like their mother and grandmother? Thoughts of sliding her thick cock between her sister's slender, muscular cheeks haunted her mind's eye. Xenia was so thin that Alex could probably watch her cock slide up against her abdomen -- so hot.

Alex had to force her attention back to the moment at hand before her pedal pushers tented.

"If I could do it all over again, I wouldn't have run," Xenia said, after a pause. "I would have stayed, worked it out, probably joined in. Now that I've had time to think it through I'm not opposed to...you know...keeping it in the family."

"Why don't you tell her that? She'd love it."

Xenia nodded, "I feel like it's probably too late."

"I promise you, it's not too late," Alex replied.

Xenia turned to Alex, running her hand gently down Alex's face, resting it lovingly against her cheek.

"You're beautiful, too," she said.

Alex could feel a flush creeping up her neck to her face. Xenia was leaning forward, her eyes half-closed, going for a kiss.

"Wait," Alex said, taking Xenia's shoulders in her hands. "I made a promise to our mother and grandmother that I wouldn't get into any...you know...hanky-panky with you."

"Why?" Xenia asked, leaning back from the attempted kiss.

"They were afraid if I came on to you, it would drive you away from the family permanently."

"What if I came on to you?"

"That wasn't considered likely so I didn't get any clear instructions."

"Great, then don't worry about it." Xenia leaned in again for the kiss.

"Wait," Alex said, again. "Do you want to be re-introduced to our mother?"

"Yes, you can arrange that, right?"

"Yes, let me..." Alex started to reach for her phone, but Xenia gently pushed it away.

"I want my big sister to help me get used to this whole incest idea before we tell anyone, okay?" Xenia said.

Alex wasn't fast enough with a retort this time, and Xenia's soft but firm lips met hers. They were delicious and parted gently as the tip of her sister's tongue slipped into Alex's mouth. She wanted to argue, she wanted to fight, she wanted a lot of things, but everything got lost when Xenia gently ran her hands down Alex's sides, then wrapped around her waist, pulling her close, pressing Alex's big tits against Xenia's slim bumps. Alex could feel her sister's hard nipples through the layers of fabric and could feel her own cock pushing against the thigh her sister had between her legs.

Alex stopped fighting and pushed into the kiss, wrapping her own tongue around Xenia's and sliding her hands up her sister's front to fondle her small mounds. Xenia moaned and pulled back.

"Come on," she whispered. "I know a spot."

Xenia took her hand and pulled Alex down the asphalt path about a hundred yards to where a barely-visible deer trace disappeared into the thick woods along the lakeshore. The trail was narrow and sharp branches scraped Alex's skin, but her sister held her hand tight and in a moment they emerged into a small clearing that couldn't have been more than eight feet wide and walled in on all sides by the dense, impenetrable coniferous forest. A soft bed of pine needles coated the floor of the clearing and before Alex knew what had happened, she was laying on her back, her sister above her.

In a deft move, Xenia peeled off her sundress. She was completely naked underneath, the sunlight glinting off the light sheen of sweat covering the milky skin of her slender, fit body. She pulled Alex's top up and over her head, revealing her big almost mom-tits that splayed slightly out to the side of Alex's prone body. Xenia dove in, licking, sucking, squeezing, making love to every inch of Alex's substantial mounds, tasting her wide, brown aureoles, nipping the long nipples. Alex's initial hesitation was utterly overwhelmed by the sensual feel, touch, scent of her sister. She closed her eyes, letting Xenia devour her chest, then slowly work her tongue down her stomach, pull down her shorts and thong, and pull out her monster meat. She had been getting close to being hard, but as soon as her sister grabbed the shaft, she shot up to her full nearly-a-foot length.

"Oh god," Xenia moaned. "You're huge! I bet our mother and grandmother loved that thing!"

"Yeah, drained me pretty good," Alex said. "Do you want anal here? Right now?" she asked.

Xenia looked down at her, caught the look on Alex's face. "I cleaned up in a park restroom right before I walked down to the shore. Don't even try to tell me you didn't do the same."

Alex sighed. "At a gas and go a couple miles down the road."

Xenia squealed in delight.

"I knew it. Anal just runs in the family, big sister."

Xenia turned around and pointed her asshole at her sister. It was crinkled and raggedy, like Alex's, and the sphincter looked like meaty labia - even with a tiny gold ring piercing the ravaged flesh. A big mound of pink erupted effortlessly from the demolished asshole, and a small bottle of lube tumbled out. Alex leaned forward, licking her sister's lubed ass, tasting her immaculate assmeat, tugging gently on the torn and scarred flesh that was once a fresh pink sphincter but was now a thick, fleshy, disaster that looked more like labia than an asshole. She ran her tongue around the outside, nipping the brown scarred hole and tugging at it, tasting a bit of blood.

Xenia moaned and reached back, sliding three fingers into her ass and pulling upwards. More flesh slipped out and Alex devoured it, sucking her sister's pink tissue into her mouth. It was divine. She couldn't help but imagine what a foursome would be like with her and her sister, their mother and grandmother. God, what would Katrina say if she saw them now?

Xenia pulled her ass away from Alex's ministration, then turned and faced her, hovering her gaped, ruined, prolapsed asshole above Alex's cock. Alex lubed her footlong shaft and gave it several hard strokes. A thick shot of pre-come slipped from the tip and ran down the shaft, mixing with the lube. She reached up and pulled six inches of Xenia's pink prolapse down over the tip like a curtain, then Xenia started slowly sliding herself down Alex's thick, pulsating cock.

The vision and sensation of her baby sister impaling her overused asshole on Alex's veiny, massive, turgid cock was almost more than she could take. Alex wanted to close her eyes lest she prematurely pop, but couldn't take them off as Xenia's hole got stretched wider and wider by Alex's unyielding pole. Her sister's slender stomach distended and she could see her cock pressed against Xenia's abdomen, sliding up past her bellybutton. Alex only had less than two inches to go, but she hesitated.

"God, you're huge, big sister," she gasped. Then took three deep breaths and slid the last couple of inches down Alex's cock, finally coming to rest. Alex was all the way in her baby sister's asshole.

"Fuck that's awesome," Xenia moaned, arching her back and running her hand down the distension Alex's cock was making in her stomach. It was Alex's turn to moan now. Xenia ran her hand all the way down to her own pussy that was now gaping wide from the pressure in her asshole. Her pussy lips were wide open and a pink mound of flesh prolapsed out a couple of inches from the hole, topped with a cervix that was slightly gaped. Xenia slipped the tip of her index finger into her cervix up to the second knuckle and began slowly masturbating her uterus.

"Holy shit, Xenia," Alex moaned. "You are amazing."

"You like my little trick?" Xenia asked, stroking her cervix. "I bet mom and Olive do the same thing, they just haven't showed you yet."

"I wouldn't be surprised," Alex replied, moaning again as Xenia began sliding her ruined asshole up and down Alex's cock. She glanced down again, Xenia was continuing to massage her cervix as she slipped up and down on Alex's meat. Mountains of pink assmeat slipped out of Xenia's asshole, gripping Alex's cock like a sheath. Xenia added another finger to her cervix and slipped them both all the way in.

Alex closed her eyes, fighting for control as she felt orgasm after orgasm rack her baby sister's body. She knew if she looked down now she would come immediately. She tried to do math in her head, think of the names of all her middle school teachers, anything to take her mind off of her baby sister who was sodomizing herself on Alex's turgid meat stick.

Finally, she gave in and looked down. Xenia's lithe body was arched backwards, thrusting her tiny tits upwards. Her nipples were at least two inches long and pointed to the sky like missiles. Her asshole was almost completely turned inside-out and wrapped around Alex's cock. Her pussy was also nearly inside-out. She had three fingers in her cervix and was stroking frantically, tugging more and more of her cunt out of her body. Her dark hair was pasted to her lovely face with her sweat.

She was an absolute vision of orgasmic, beautiful, anal queen.

Alex moaned, that eternal image was all she could take. Her balls pulsed and thick load after load of juice began pouring from her cock into her little sister's ravaged rectum.

Xenia slipped forward, pressing her tiny little tits against Alex's big monsters, and kissing her sister. The two girls held a deep soul kiss as shot after shot of come dumped into Xenia's ass. Slowly, Alex's cock softened and Xenia slipped off the meat, reaching back and pulling out handfuls of come and lube that she brought up to their mouths for both the girls to suck and taste.