Writer's Note:
This story is a re-telling of my story,
Thrilling Rides
. I had originally published that story, along with a couple of others, on an erotica site that didn't allow incest. So, I had to settle for a group sex story, and that was the version I transferred to Literotica.
I have finally gotten around to re-making this story in all its originally intended incestual glory.
Enjoy!
Originally Published: 2017
Republished: July 2020
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"Are you ready to go yet?"
"Yeah!" Olivia jammed and twisted her heels into her canvas sneakers.
It was always obvious when her boyfriend was growing impatient. He wasn't direct, but there was always a tone in his voice.
In front of her bedroom mirror, Olivia combed her chestnut hair down behind her back with her fingers. She smoothed out the wrinkles in her white tank top to make sure it wore well on her fit stomach and revealed the right amount of cleavage in her larger breasts. She had been dreaming of this day for over a month, and she wanted to look perfect. After a couple of twists in her cute miniskirt, she adjusted the waistband of the floral, ruffled material.
Alright. That's fine.
Olivia hurried into the kitchen and excitedly kissed her boyfriend. They had been together for over a year after meeting at a bar when they were MBA students. Now that they were done with school, Olivia was sleeping at Charlie's place at least four times a week.
"Hey, we really need to get going," Charlie pressed.
"Why? I thought we had plenty of time to get there?"
Irritation lingered in Charlie's eyes. It was early, but he was more than just cranky. "Well, we
did
have time. But guess who I just got off the phone with?"
Based on Charlie's expression, Olivia knew the answer. "Why'd she call you?"
Her mom had a habit of calling her friends for various reasons. Usually it was sweet. Sometimes it was annoying...
*****
"Your mom said she wants him out of the house. And she said if she asked you, you'd flip out. I tried talking her out of it, I swear! But she did that voice thing again with that little chirpy pitch she does. I couldn't say no. She said we just have to drive him there with us, and he'll do his own thing."
"Are you serious?! We
have
to take him?! "He's a fucking adult now, he — "
"I mean, he's still in high school."
"
Nooo
... He's eighteen, and he's graduated. He doesn't need a babysitter." A fire burned in Olivia's eyes. Her anger wasn't as much about her brother tagging along as much as it was about her nosey mom changing her plans for her.
Fuck...
Peering up at the bright sun rising in the blue sky, Olivia wistfully recognized it was the beautiful summer day she had been imagining. For months, Olivia had wanted to go to the Six Flags amusement park with her boyfriend. She didn't know why, but it seemed to have a certain romanticism about it (a romanticism that was now spoiled).
Climbing into Charlie's truck, she saw the three narrow bench seats. "Should I move into the middle seat? Or are you gonna put in the bed seats for him?"
Without speaking, Charlie grumpily walked to the back of the truck and began setting up the bed seats.
Olivia didn't like his attitude. None of this was her fault. In all fairness, though, she understood why he was annoyed. Normally, they'd get to wake up later on weekends. They would strip each other naked almost as soon as they woke up, Olivia would close her eyes and bounce on his cock, and then Charlie would cum hotly into her pussy. They'd get along splendidly all day after that. Today, though, they didn't have time for morning fun and then a major wrench was thrown in their plans.
Standing in the open truck bed, Charlie unfolded a pair of cheap bucket seats, which rested against the rear window of the truck. The seats made sitting in the back of an open truck less cool, but they did allow passengers to be buckled up. And living in New Jersey, that was the only way Olivia's brother could sit in back without Charlie getting a ticket.
"Okay. Let's fuckin' go already." The driver-side door slammed shut, and Charlie and Olivia accelerated away from Charlie's apartment complex.
*****
It wasn't long before Olivia realized they weren't on the fastest route to her mom's house. "Why are we going this way?"
"Because Trey lives this way."
"What? Why are we stopping by his place?"
"Well," Charlie cleverly smiled, "if your brother is coming with us, and if it's now a group activity anyway, we might as well one more to get the group discount.
Plus,
Trey acts like a high-school kid too, so maybe he can hang with your brother while we do our thing. And Trey is also free today, and he wanted to go, ha."
"Goddammit," Olivia muttered to herself and rolled her green eyes. She didn't find the plan to be as clever as her boyfriend did. She could see his point, but she really just wanted her plans to stop changing without her input.
When they pulled up in front of Trey's apartment, the former college football receiver trotted out of his house in basketball shorts and a striped tank top. He smiled brightly and waved as he approached the car.
Charlie waved back to his roommate from senior year, then he pointed his thumb backward. Trey picked up on the gesture and hopped into the bed of the truck, strapping himself into one of the bucket seats.
The navy truck then pulled out of the driveway and made its way to Olivia's mom's house.
On the gravel at the edge of the yard, Charlie braked and honked the horn. "Let's let go, David," he mumbled.
David ran out of the house, thrilled for the day at the amusement park. He looked similar to Olivia, but he had their late father's pointed jaw and cheekbones.
The little brother was blissfully unaware he was the center of his sister's and her boyfriend's frustration. Perhaps he should have taken a hint when Charlie told him to sit in the back of the truck with Trey instead of taking the empty seat inside the cabin for the half-hour drive.
As they were about to leave, Olivia and David's mom walked out of the house to talk. Olivia rolled down her window to chat, but David pretended as if he didn't see her and peeled away.
There were some choice words Olivia wanted to share, but she didn't want to start an argument on what was still set up to be a day of vacation. Besides, she knew she, too, was likely testier than usual.
*****
Never had Olivia experienced a greater swing of moods than when she saw the archway entrance to the amusement park. She could hear the roar of people on rides. There was a crisp smell in the morning air. And the sky was clear. An energetic optimism swept over her.
After buying the discounted tickets, they all strode into the bustling park and started pointing out which fast-moving rides they wanted to try. Olivia reached out to take Charlie's hand, but he nudged it away. He explained how he didn't want to make his friend and her brother feel like the third and fourth wheels.
Olivia understood his reasoning, but she was briefly reminded of what could have been.
Being the youngest, David was the most animated. "Let's go on Nitro! No, wait. Let's go to the Haunted House!"
"Alright, alright. Calm down, my man. Let's see what everyone else wants to do," Trey chuckled.
"How does everyone feel about the Wonder Woman Lasso?" Charlie surveyed.
"Sounds good to me," Olivia cheered. David and Trey agreed to go on the giant, spinning pendulum ride.
The superhero-themed park wasn't usually busy on Sundays early in the season, so it only took five minutes of waiting before the group was pushing through the metal turnstile and selecting their seats.
As the ride operator checked the overhead restraints, a voice-over announcement played to tell them to keep their arms and legs to themselves at all times. Olivia swung her dangling legs and shared wide, anticipating smiles with her boyfriend and brother seated on each side of her.
The ride clicked and came to life. They all winced.
"Woahhhh!"
The ride began rocking them side to side. Before long, they were being swung high into the air. Their breath was sometimes taken away, but they could always scream. Every time the pendulum swung them to the highest point, their hearts were in their stomachs as they floated in air before being swung back down to Earth.
For a moment, as they swung up to the pinnacle, Olivia could see the entire amusement park against the horizon. She then glanced down to her left at her brother. David immediately snapped his neck away.
Was he just staring at me?
That thought was interrupted by the gut-wrenching feeling of falling.
When the ride was over, the gang staggered toward the exit gate, laughing together.
Just beyond the exit, there was a kiosk with a dozen monitors showing rider photos taken during the first fall of the "Lasso of Truth." None of them had any interest in buying, but it was always fun to see their reactions from the ride.
"I definitely don't remember being that scared," Trey joked, pointing at his horrified face.
Meanwhile, Olivia's attention was in another area.
Alright, next time you come here, you're wearing a sports bra.
It turned out there was a more-than-reasonable explanation for her brother's darting eyes. Realizing it now, Olivia saw that her 36Ds had floated halfway out of her scoop-neck tank top during the ride. Luckily, her bra had done its job.
"Okay, so what are we doing next?" Charlie asked, as they walked back onto the pathway.
"I actually need to pee first," Trey bluntly voiced.
David followed, "So do I."
Of course.
Olivia smirked, and Charlie saw her.
"What's up?"
"Nothing. I kind of just find it funny how David always follows Trey's example."
"Yeah, when your brother came with us to the blueberry festival last year, he said to me, like, 'Trey is
