Crazy Sex Adventures(Erotica)

A stream of white shot out of James’ cock and he groaned. His eyes still locked on his daughter’s shaking body. Watching her father cum sent yet another wave of pleasure through her. Every muscle tightened, her eyes squeezed shut, as ecstasy wracked her body.Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Finally, the pleasure subsided, leaving nothing but a warm sense of contentment. Molly opened her eyes. She was plastered against the passenger seat of the car. Her father was looking over her, his eyes loving.

“That was awesome,” Molly said. “Thank you for doing that with me, Daddy.”

“Of course, sweetie,” James said. He pulled a tissue out of the glove compartment and wiped himself clean. A bit of his spooge was hanging off the steering wheel and he did his best to clean it off. He gave Molly a tissue, too, but she just pulled up her jeans and slipped into her shirt again. The whole car smelled like her pussy, Molly noticed, and it made her strangely proud. Like marking her territory.

James started the car again and they began driving home.

“I guess that’s it for errands and little rests, then,” Molly said. It was fine. Her father was right, they had to at least try to move forward. And while it hurt the young blonde to have to let go, she knew it was the right decision going forward.

“I don’t see why that would be the case. You know, considering the circumstances,” James said, winking at his youngest daughter. “Like you said, it’s just a natural part of the healing process.”

The ice cream was completely melted by the time they got home.

*

Austin was sitting at the kitchen table when his mother announced that she wanted to go shopping. He looked up from his bowl of Lucky Charms (he’d been regressing particularly hard lately, but it seemed to help) in surprise. Shopping? All James and Molly ever did was shopping. What could Christine possibly need at this point?

“For all the ‘shopping’ your father has been doing we’re still out of a lot,” Christine said, standing by the kitchen counter, hands on her hips. “You can’t get everything at the convenience store, you know.” Then she got a little quieter, like sharing a secret. “Besides, I’m going completely stir crazy here.”

James was on a work call in his home office and Molly was still sleeping in her bedroom, so it was just Austin, Lexi, and Christine in the kitchen that morning. Austin looked over to see what his older sister would say.

Lexi was eating a far healthier meal than he was: a protein bar and some fruit. The tall brunette was dressed like she was ready for another session in the gym. That seemed like all she ever did anymore. Of course, considering how some of those workouts ended, Austin could hardly complain.

In fact, Austin was finding very little to argue about, at all. He knew he should be getting serious — trying not to end up in sexual situations with his sister. But failurewas turning out to be way more fun than success. The fact that he’d managed to keep things sibling-only so far should have been gratifying, but instead Austin only wondered if an errand with his mother might mean something else. Another excuse to be disappointed in himself in only the best of ways.

This is always the way with me, Austin thought to himself. It’s how I’ve been my whole life. He knew what he should be doing: working extra hours, saving his meager earnings, throwing himself into his future career. But whenever something more fun came up (usually drinking or playing videogames, sure, but he had other pursuits like hanging out with his friends and trying to meet girls, too) he threw all that other stuff aside. It was an ongoing concern in his life: Austin spent a lot of time trying to be focused and ending up just having fun. I’ll stop enjoying myself tomorrow was a tough promise to keep.

Austin doubted that was what his mother was offering, in any case. She was clearly in control, unlike her two older children. He and Lexi were the screw-ups, Christine just needed to go to the store. Imagining the two of them making out in the car on the way there was merely Austin’s puerile imagination taking hold of him again. But that didn’t keep him from thinking that maybe it might be worth going along. Just in case his mother was offering him an opportunity more exciting than pushing the cart and carrying grocery bags.

“So, who’s with me?” Christine asked.

Lexi looked down at her plate. “I think I’m going to stay and work out,” she said. She emphasized the words ‘work out’ while she looked over at her younger brother. She was clearly giving him a cue, but Austin’s sunshine mind was focused elsewhere and he lost it in the glare.

“I’d be happy to go with you, Mom!” Austin said and leapt up from his seat. Lexi sighed loudly. “Come on, Lex, we need to help out.”

“It’s OK,” Christine said, “Lexi you should definitely stick to exercising. You seem like you need it. Not that you’re… I mean, you seem to be happier when you… Anyway, as long as I have my strapping, strong son to protect me I’m sure I’ll be fine at the big, bad supermarket.”

*

Austin went up to his bedroom and pulled on jeans and a t-shirt. He hadn’t been wearing much in the way of clothes lately, just lazing around the house in shorts and nothing else had gotten to be quite comfortable. It felt strange to do normal things like wear shoes and check his hair in the mirror. Maybe Christine was right about needing to get out of the house more.

The blond boy went down to the garage and started to climb into the family SUV.

“Actually, let’s take your car,” Christine said as she came into the garage. She eyed the larger vehicle suspiciously. They had made some interesting memories in that thing and Austin supposed it made sense to change things up.

Austin went and got his keys, then opened his beat up Civic. It was just as he’d left it the week before — the seats were ripped to hell, it was filled with trash (mostly empty bottles and cans, but also chip wrappers and McDonald’s bags), and smelled like old bananas. Austin ran into the house and got a trash bag. He quickly filled it, then tossed it aside and gestured for his Mom to get in. Christine looked at her seat like she was checking it for signs of gangrene, but she climbed in.

“So, how are you doing, honey?” Christine asked, looking over at her son lovingly as Austin pulled out of the driveway.

“What do you mean?” Austin asked. His mother gave him the stink eye. “Right, well. Haven’t had any sex, if that’s what you mean. Nope. None at all.”

“Well that’s good,” Christine said. “How have you been dealing with, you know, the urges?”

“Urges?” Austin said. He didn’t know how to answer that one. The first was easy, he’d just flat out lied. After the first time in the shower with Lexi, they’d ended up all over each other two more times — both in the little gym. It wasn’t sex sex, Austin supposed. They’d only done oral stuff. So, he was telling a sort of truth, he supposed. It sure didn’t feel like he was being honest, though.