Note to readers:
This final chapter will be pretty long... well compared to my stories it will be. I wanted to extend it, show that the relationships between family members is about more than just the sex. And while this is the last chapter I am in no way done with the Kross Family. Have fun.
The Kross Family:
Stan, Father Age 45
Carol, Mother Age 43
Marcus, Son/Brother Age 23
Sasha, Daughter/Sister Age 22
Brent, Son/Brother Age 21
Bethany, Daughter/Sister Age19
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"Who's up for a pizza?"
Everybody laughed a little when Carol said that but still all nodded their heads yes. Of course it was funny. She had just finished getting ate out by her daughters, fucked by her husband and the girl's faces were covered in his cum cause they had been swapping it in a three way kiss. Of course the boys had been watching the whole thing and normally would be ready to get some themselves but about an hour they had been in a four way with their sisters.
"I want pasta too," Beth spoke up.
"Salad also!" Sasha beamed.
"Let's get Gorgeinies then," Brent spoke up talking about their favorite pizza place which everyone nodded.
"Me and the girls are going to go wash up," Stan said after wiping some sweat from his brow. "Marcus take my card and order us some food."
Stan, his wife and daughters all headed upstairs as Marcus went into the kitchen to get their food ordered. They got into the master bathroom and washed up. They talked, flirted tease and splashed water. They acted like what had happened was the most normal thing that had ever happened. And to them, in that moment and in the many days to cum, they knew that they would always be like this.
The four made their way back downstairs and then into the kitchen where the boys had pulled out all kinds of glasses, a few wine glasses, a few short ones for on the rocks, several shot glasses and a pair of pints. They were in the process of raiding their father's alcohol stash and pulling out soda from the fridge when the others walked up to the center island.
"If you guys are trying to get us liquored up, it's safe to say it's not needed," Sasha said.
"Well we thought that with this all of this out in the open it's a cause for proper celebration," Brent said.
"And no better way to celebrate then with a few drinks," Marcus said.
"Well some of us aren't able to," Beth said with a pout.
"Well with that littler sister," Marcus said with a sideways look. "Tonight you are surrounded by your loving family and not out with friends or stupid strangers. I think that mom and dad will ok with it as long as we don't get you plastered."
"I'll defer to your mother on this one," Stan said.
"And I will say you've proven that you're are an adult," Carol said right after giving Beth a peck on the forehead. "You can if you want."
"Really?" Beth beamed. "Sure I'll try some."
"Good," Marcus said before pulling out six shot glasses. "First rule baby sis, liquor before beer, you're in the clear. Beer before liquor, never been sicker. So on that note, we start with tequila."
Marcus opened Stan's tequila and poured a shot for each member, a chaser of soda was provided for Beth and then for Sasha and Brent who asked for them. The family clinked in toast to their family love and joyous days to come before swallowing down. Beth barely got it down, making the usual face for someone who just had their first drink and quickly gulped some soda it after seeing Brent and Sasha doing the same.
"Come on you wimps," Carol said downing a second shot without a break and then giving Beth a one armed hug. "Not talking about you baby. It's your first time."
"Your mom can drink any of us under the table I warn you all right now," Stan said taking his second shot.
"Mom's a party girl, awesome!" Sasha said bouncing up and down before suddenly coming to a stop with that mischievous look in her eye. "I just had an awesome idea for tonight. Let's play a special version of truth or dare, minus the truth part. My friends and I call it simply 'Dare Me'."
"Alright," Marcus said with a knowing look. "What are the rules?"
"Simple," Sasha said with a smile. "Someone gives another person a dare, a task to do and a proposed reward for completing it. If they don't they have to take a required number of shots. Either way, they also get to choose the next person to take a dare, just can't be the person that just dared them."
"And what would these rewards be?" Beth asked.
"Oh since we're all having fun, sexual favors I think would be best," Sasha said and smiled after everyone agreed on the game. "Ok, I'm first and my dare is for party girl mom."
"Ok sweetheart," Carol said looking at her daughter. "What do you have for me?"
"Well I'm pretty sure one of the boys was going to throw on some pants when the food gets here, but not anymore," Sasha said. "I want you in your panties and your shirt, unbuttoned but still covering, to answer the door and pay for the food."
"Wow," Carol said with a wide grin on her face. "And what's my reward?"
"Our tongues, in your butt, for two minutes each," Sasha said.
"Don't even need to know the punishment," Carol said with a grin. "Ten minutes worth of ass tonguing, yes please."
Carol disappeared into the living room before returning a few minutes later with her panties and shirt on. The shirt just barely covered outside of her breasts to her nipples and left the entire middle cleavage exposed. Her panties were a purple color, satin and frilly. Everyone said the delivery person would be getting a lovely eyeful. She was ready just in time as the doorbell sounded.
"That's my cue," Carol said before heading over to the entrance and opening the door and seeing a young man looking down at the receipt on a small plastic clipboard when she did. "Hey there."
"Hi there... whoa!" The boy's eyes opened wide as he took in Carol's barely clad form. "I... um Gorginie's... food I have... food for you... umm wow."
"Cool," Carol said leaning against the door, propping an elbow to give him a full look as well as letting her left nipple slip from the shirt. "Do you need me to sign that?"
"Oh... ummm right," the boy said before quickly glancing at the receipt again before handing it to her. "Fifty-eight dollars... eighty-three cents was your total."
Carol gave the boy a once over, noticing how cute he was. She didn't think he had delivered here before. He was around Beth's age, short red hair, currently wearing the Gorginie's uniform. Green tee-shirt, green baseball cap and plaid shorts, which were sporting an impressive bulge from sight. Carol started getting an idea.
"I haven't seen you deliver before," Carol said taking the little clipboard and signing. "Are you new?"
"Yea," the boy said. "Couple of the drivers moved onto out of state colleges. My mom and I just moved here a few weeks ago."
"What's your name?" Carol asked handing back the clipboard.
"Aaron," the boy said with a smile.
"And how old are you?" Carol continued as he started fishing the pizza's out of the warmer bag.
"I'm nineteen ma'am," Aaron said blushing a bit.
"Aww, such a sweet young thing," Carol said laying a little more flirtation into her voice.
"Not too young ma'am," Aaron said with a smile and a blush.
"Compared to me," Carol smiled back.
"Well as long as the person is legal, age is nothing but a number," Aaron said with a smile. "Especially when it comes so such a beautiful woman like yourself."
"Such manners," Carol said with some flirtation in her voice. "We'll have to request you as our regular delivery guy. Would that be nice?"
"Y...y...yes ma'am," Aaron said nodding his head as he handed over three pizza boxes, and a bag full of other food. "That would be very nice."
"Oh I forgot the tip," Carol said taking the bags. "Now don't you say not to bother, I have cash in my purse. You wait right here ok."
"I umm... ok," Aaron nodded.
Carol walked back into the kitchen to a round of applauses with a big smile on her face. She dropped the food on the counter and told the boys to start separating it. After taking off her panties and shirt, she took two twenties out of her purse.