All of the characters are from my own unique mind and over the age of eighteen. I suggest reading previous chapters to get the whole background.
My thanks to kenjisato for editing.
Recap of previous chapter:
Richard and close family friend Rebecca, often referred to as Aunt Becca by the almost nineteen-year-old twins, are having a casual, intimate relationship. Sam is continuing her sexual exploration with the help of her twin sister Erica.
Chapter 03.
"You really do look nice. What brought on the sudden change?"
"I dunno. I am feeling pretty for the first time and wanted my clothes to match my mood. It's not too much, is it?"
"Sweetheart, you have always been pretty, regardless of what you wore."
"Dad, that doesn't count, you have to say that because I'm your daughter."
Erica was just standing there, enjoying the show. "Sis, you look hot!"
"Erica, we don't describe..." Richard paused, clearly becoming flustered as he recalled the image of both of his daughters this morning, "... the members of this family as hot."
"Okay, Dad. How would you describe her? Sexy? Alluring? Sensual?"
"Enough!!" he commanded, losing his patience much quicker than usual.
Maybe he had a bad day at work? Maybe he knows about Sam and I??? He has looked flustered and somewhat stressed lately. Maybe he just needs a vacation or to get laid. It has been quite a while since he's gone out with anyone. Were Erica's thoughts.
"C'mon we have to get busy, Rebecca, Brad, and Sarah will be here in a little while."
"What do you need us to do?"
He gave the girls their marching orders, and they got busy slicing vegetables for the shish kebabs that he was planning for dinner, as he went to fire up the grill.
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At Rebecca's place, she had texted twenty-one-year-old Brad and eighteen-year-old Sarah, to let them know not to make any plans, as they were going to Richard's for dinner.
She had still been in bed, when Richard stopped by this morning. As she generally slept in the nude, she had just thrown something on, so she would be decent, not even having time to get a shower.
The only reason she had really turned down Richard's offer to have sex that morning was, she already had a deposit of cum mostly in her pussy, with some probably running down her leg. She was far from exclusive with any of her lovers, but she was very discreet. She, depending on her mood and opportunity, was open to both sexes.
As Rebecca didn't really have any major housework that needed done, she finally was able to take a shower.
She had volunteered to bring dessert. Both Brad and Sarah were eager to be joining them for dinner, as the food was generally quite excellent, and Richard had a pool that everyone always enjoyed, with the exception of Samantha. It wasn't that Sam didn't use or enjoy the pool during the hotter months of the year, she just never did it when anyone was around. Unbeknownst to just about everyone, that was about to change in a very drastic way.
Rebecca, having already gotten ready, was wearing a sundress with just her bathing suit underneath. When Brad got home from his job, he came in behind her and gave his mom a hug and kiss. He was informed to go get ready, and his mother playfully swatted him on the butt to get him moving.
Soon after, Brad came down wearing board shorts and a t-shirt. Brad was a handsome young man standing six-foot-two-inches tall, sandy blond hair, and weighing about one hundred and eighty pounds.
Sarah finally arrived home. She was an absolute free spirit; the ongoing joke was she should have been born back in the sixties. The five-foot-four-inch petite young lady had blonde hair with hot pink highlights, and a nice tight-looking ass, but it was her gravity-defying breasts that were her most defining feature-- which projected from her 38DD chest with inch-long nipples, and she almost never wore a bra. Sarah was finally dressed in a halter-top and skirt, announcing she was also ready.
"When we get there, I want the two of you to come up with an excuse to take Sam to the mall for an hour or so. It's nothing bad, but also not something I can discuss right now, but Uncle Richard needs to have a private discussion with Erica about something."
"We will come up with something, no problem."
"Also, Samantha might be finally breaking out of her shell, if you notice any changes, say absolutely nothing to discourage her."
"Now, Mom, you know us better than that, we would never discourage someone from breaking the status quo, unless we felt it would be dangerous for them."
They loaded up the car, including the chocolate cake Rebecca had baked, and headed towards Richard's home.
Upon arrival, they knocked as they entered, simply as a courtesy, considering this was practically their second home. "Hey, we're here," they cheerfully announced.
They all stopped in their tracks, as the three of them took in the view of Sam, sitting on the couch, wearing a bikini top, a pair of Daisy Dukes, and tastefully applied makeup. Brad and Sarah gave very appreciative looks.
"Wow, Sam, you look absolutely beautiful."
"Thanks, Aunt Becca, Erica helped with the makeup."
Sarah asked, "How long 'til we eat, Uncle Richard?"
"Well, actually, you all are early; it's going to be a couple of hours still. You all can go play in the pool if you like."
"Mom, since we have time, I'm needing a new bathing suit. Can Brad run me to the mall?"
"I don't see why not. Brad, make sure she doesn't turn this into an all-day shopping spree."
"Sam, why don't you come with? You can help me pick out one and maybe get one yourself."
"Oh, I'm not dressed to go out in public."
"Come with me," Sarah said, leading her to her room.
They came down a few minutes later, with Sam having simply added a white, short-sleeved, button-up shirt-- mostly unbuttoned-- and tied at the waist.
Brad whistled. "I actually think she may actually look hotter now, than when we first got here."
Sarah gave him a look. "Quit perving on her, bro, she's practically family."
"We won't be long, and yes, I'll drive safely and responsibly." The announcement pre-empting the usual statement from his mom.
After they left, Erica was sitting at the kitchen table chopping vegetables. Rebecca joined her and asked if she could help.
Richard fired up the grill, and also joined them. "Erica... we need to talk, but I'm not even sure where to begin."
"Ummm, anything in particular you are wanting to talk about?" Her reply not wanting to give anything away.
"Just going to say it, I saw you and Sam this morning."
"You saw what, exactly?"
His voice raised slightly. "I saw you and Sam asleep, together, and neither of you had any clothes on!!! And there is the matter of her choice of attire, when she did get dressed."
Rebecca interjected at this point. "I am here at your father's request. Technically, I don't have a dog in this fight, as the old saying goes. But, I do care about you both, as if you were my own."
"Dad, I don't really want to have this conversation with you."
"Listen, this conversation is going to happen either with you, or with Sam, your choice. Rebecca already knows what I saw. I appreciate that whatever occurred between the two of you, seems to be having, what I am only hoping will be a positive effect on Sam. But if this is discovered by anyone other than us, it would be disastrous for the whole family, and especially for Samantha."
Erica took a few minutes to collect her thoughts, and then began her best recollection of events.
"Okay, here is what happened..."
Erica began to explain, in her own unfiltered way. She admitted that she did initiate the kiss originally, but that was all that had happened before Sam halted it, and they went to their own beds. She went on to tell how Sam, apparently having an erotic dream, had exposed herself in her sleep. She had heard her name being called by Sam, and she took advantage of the situation by getting into her bed. She licked and sucked Sam's tits until she woke up and finished with her eating Sam's pussy 'til she had an orgasm. They then fell asleep in each other's arms.
She continued the recap about how Sam had been awoken, "By the noise, when you tried to commit vehicular homicide on the garbage cans. She decided she wanted to return the favor by waking me up in a very sexual manner. I taught her how the sixty-nine position allowed both of us to give and receive pleasure at the same time. Afterwards, Sam invited me into the shower, which I declined, mainly to avoid our current situation and discussion. I truly was tempted, though.
"Her choice of clothing was all her doing. I did help with the makeup, though. Oh, two last things-- she wants to know if she is now a lesbian and she definitely is a squirter."
Rebecca sat there enraptured and silent with the telling of the story, and it took a great deal of self-control on her part, not to start pleasuring herself.
Richard felt himself getting stiff, in spite of his own convictions on how wrong this was.
"Okay, I'm not saying I condone this behavior or relationship, or whatever you are calling this. Have you given any consideration to what this could do to her self-esteem, if you should ever, I don't know... reject her."
"I love my sister. No, I am not in love with her. This may actually be a good thing. Look at the changes she has already made." Erica glanced down at her father's crotch, before looking up again.
"At least one part of you, at some level, thinks this is hot," she smirked, glancing back to at the bulge in his pants.
Rebecca, at that last comment and having just taken a drink, in true comedic fashion, snorted the drink from her nose; followed by a coughing fit. Once she caught her breath, she peeked under the table at his bulge. "She's got you there."
"Not helping. Remember, you are supposed to take my side in this."
"No... I am Switzerland, totally neutral. But, have to give credit where it's due. Erica, you are a great storyteller."
"Why thank you, Aunt Becca."
