Octavia by Smoove Runna

A literotic sexstories: Octavia by Smoove Runna ,
Out for an early morning hike in the woods, Octavia and Angie too a little detour and had a little sister loving.
I woke up, not knowing why. A faint hiss was coming from outside so pulled the drapes aside and lifted the blinds. It was raining. The clock showed twelve forty-five am. I went to bed at eleven after wishing my mom, dad, Aunt Genevive and Uncle Robert good night. Did I have to pee? No. What woke me up? Sitting up in bed in just my panties, I listened for any disturbance. Other than the rain it was quiet. I am a very light sleeper and we have an excellent security system so I wasn’t afraid as much as I was curious.This was my first week home after my freshman year at university studying finance. Deep asleep I had a dream, a very sexy dream and I realized that is what woke me. I reached down and felt myself. I was wet and swollen. After only five days away from my room mate and lover, Sandy, I was incredibly horny. I lay back down and felt myself. If I masturbated right now, it would be hours before I could get back to sleep and tomorrow I was going hiking and needed the rest. I don’t drink milk or eat ice cream but perhaps a cup of herbal tea could get me sleepy again.

My room is all the way across the house from my parents room and our house is huge. It’s a model home for the development my dad and my uncle Rob are building marketed towards the rich people on the outskirts of Richmond, Virginia.

When my grandmother died a year ago the family fell apart. The five siblings, my dad, my uncle and their three sisters divided over the inheritences. The three girls ganged up on them and forced the sale of everything that had been in our family for two hundred years. The one thing my dad and uncle held onto was the original family property. Several hundred acres of untouched land in the middle of encroaching suburbia. They had to develop it to keep it but they set their own rules. My uncle is a land use lawyer and my dad is a general contractor and architect. They vowed to make their ancestral home as eco-friendly and sustainable as they could.

I grew up on this land. Camped, hunted and fished on it since I was in diapers. When I say camped, we did it in tents. Chopped firewood and cooked in cast iron skillets. My aunts, all three, preferred to let the hired help peel their morning grapefruits.

Still groggy, I walked down the hall and instead of taking the elevator, walked down the stairs towards the informal kitchen to make a cup of tea. My parents were fast asleep, I told myself and my aunt and uncle must be home by now so I was surprised to hear murmuring in the den. With all the animosity going on in the family lately, I assumed they were talking legal strategy on how to thwart my three evil aunts and their kin, so I slipped silently to the open double french doors to listen in. Yes, I was eves dropping, but my parents rarely spoke openly about the family feud that was tearing us apart, so I felt like I had a right to listen.

What I heard next sent shivers down my spine.

“Oh my god. You are the sexiest little cocksucker!”

I’m no prude. I really intended to lose my virginity in my first semester at Uni. I would have lost it earlier, but let’s face it, being rich just adds complications. I wanted a nice, sweet, cute boy and all I found were greedy scum, either to treat me like shit or bed me because of my family. In high school it seemed like all the good ones were taken. I really liked this boy, Doug. I was three inches taller than him but his girlfriend was even taller than me. They were adorable together. I jilled off to him so many times but I would never come on to him.

Using the reflection in the glass of the double french doors I angled around to see what was going on. Wiping the sleepy dust out of my eyes, it took a few seconds to realize what I was seeing. My aunt Jenny was between my dad’s legs and I was pretty sure she was sucking his dick but I wasn’t sure because her head was in the way. My mom and uncle rob we on the loveseat watching and my mom was stroking his dick.

I moved back around the corner. If anyone looked into the reflection they would see me and I didn’t have a top on.

Okay. Think. I can’t go outside and peek in the windows, the alarm will chirp. There was no other way to see what was going on unless I crawled on the floor and watched from under the table and chairs, so I did.

My aunt was sucking my dad’s dick and my mom and uncle were watching.

“Jen, you are such a slut.” I heard my mom say.

My aunt took her mouth away from my dad’s dick and said. “Shut up bitch and eat my pussy. I’m so fucking wet.”

My mom got up, pulled her cami over her head and tossed it aside. Then she lied down on her back and slid under and Jenny and pulled her pussy down on her face.

While my mom was tongue fucking my aunt, my uncle Rob positioned himself behind her and began rubbing his cock up and down on her wet slit and beating her ass with his cock.

“Oh fuck Rob. Don’t make me beg!” My mom cried.

“You know how I love it” he replied.

“All right. Please fuck me? Please fuck my little pussy? I’ll beg as long as you promise to fuck me!”

Uncle Rob pushed the tip of his dick at my mom’s pink love hole and before he could move she jammed herself back on it burying him halfway.

“Unngh!” She grunted and pushed back again. I couldn’t see from behind, but he must have a big dick because it took her several tries before she could get his cock buried inside her.

It was a chain reaction. As Uncle Rob pounded my mom, her head thrust into my Aunt Jen and my Aunt’s mouth was forced down on my dad’s cock.

When I looked down I realized that I was diddling myself. Fuck, I was horny. Five days without a decent come and I was getting close. I’m a screamer. If I came there was not way they wouldn’t hear me. I slithered back out of sight and headed to my room and got my phone. After five minutes of watching my parents having sex, I went upstairs to masturbate.

I started tearing apart my luggage knowing I had not brought a vibrator home with me. Then I saw it. My hair conditioner bottle. Ten inches long and as thick as my wrist, I got in bed and sucked on it to get it wet. When I pushed it against my cunt I realized that I had never taken anything this big inside me before. Luckily, I was so wet that the first inch just slid right in. then the next inch and soon I had nearly the entire thing plunging in and out of my pussy. The last thing I remembered before I came was watching the video of my mother eating my aunt and getting fucked by my uncle.

When I woke, my pussy was sore. I really gave it a workout with the huge conditioner bottle. Me and Sandy had toys, but none that large.

When I started at Uni, my mom and dad insisted that I get my own apartment, condo or house, but I wanted to get the full college experience and instead on a dorm. They finally agreed and I settled into a four girl dorm. Two tiny bedrooms with barely enough room for a twin beds, a study desk, a dresser and a closet, two on each side with a shared jack and jill bath. A single shared kitchen a small living room was all that was left.

As I was unpacking in my room, a girl stood in the door towing her suitcase.

“Hi! I’m Sandy. I guess we are roomies?”

Tall, slender, with sandy blonde hair, I assumed it was a nickname, but her name was Sandra, and I was stunned. This was the first time I had ever crushed on a girl like this. I knew I liked girls but this was something else entirely.

“I. I. I’m so glad to meet you.” I managed to stutter.

She looked me up and down. “Likewise, I’m sure.”

After she left to unpack, I held my head in my hands. I just acted like an idiot. I saw myself in the mirror. I’m the product of my genes. My dad is old money and my mom is brilliant and beautiful. Then comes me. Plain, but pretty. All the right things in the right places. Blondish with good skin, decent curves and a girl next door face with straight white teeth. Nothing to write home about.

Sandra on the other hand was drop dead gorgeous. The kind of girl that when she walks into a room, conversation stops.

My hands were shaking as I closed the door to my room. From my bed I considered my options, and they were not good. There was no way I could talk to her without betraying myself so I vowed to avoid her. Not easy since we shared a bedroom and a bathroom. I covered my face with a pillow and started to cry.

It did not get better, it got worse. She was a good cook and insisted on making dinners for all four of us, so I was forced to watch her across the table at dinner. She haunted my dreams. One morning I was brushing my teeth in our shared bathroom wearing only a skimpy pair of pink panties with the back half buried in my ass crack when she barged in.

“Sorry! I have to pee!” She was wearing cotton boy shorts and nothing else and when they hit the floor she let out a stream into the toilet.

“Oh God! I’m so sorry, but I couldn’t wait.”

With her undies around her ankles and her elbows on her knees she unabashedly studied my nearly nude body.

“Damn girl. You are seriously sexy!”

My nipples were tightening up and my pussy was getting wet so I rinsed my mouth and fled. I threw myself down on my bed. This is so unfair! I’m not even gay! What is this girl doing to me?

The next week I found out. We finished dinner and watched some TV and at Ten thirty we all went to bed. After eleven I was still awake. All I could think about was Sandy’s cameltoe in her tight, stretchy shorts. I can’t suck my own nipples, my boobs are too small but I can lick my nipples since I have an unusually long tongue. I was licking my nipples while stroking my clit when I felt someone sit on my bed. My eyes opened. It was Sandra.

I scrambled to cover myself but she whispered, “Don’t be afraid. I can help if you want me to.”

“Please?” she said. “Let me help you.”

I nodded and she followed my hand down where I was covering my cunt.

“Can I watch you play with yourself?” she asked. She started moving my hand up and down over my pubis.

Her finger snaked between mine and I felt her enter me. I pulled my hand away and soon she was deep inside me and she added another finger. As I arched my back up to give her better access to my sopping wet pussy, she leaned down and her lips closed over mine.

With her thumb carresesing my clit I moaned into her mouth as I came better than I had ever come before. I was with a goddess and not just in my dreams.

She crawled in my bed beside me. I would probably not sleep a wink that night, but I didn’t care.

When I woke up in my bed at home, I took a shower and went downstairs. My younger sister Angie, my twin brothers Ethan and Harold and my oldest sister Willow were in the informal kitchen drinking coffee and eating bagels and croissants. They must have come in last night or early this morning. Angie was on the waitlist for Harvard, Ethan and Harold were at SCU and Willow was in grad school at UF.

Shit. I slept through all that? Angie jumped up and nearly knocked me down with a hug. We have always been close, so close in age compared the others.

“Oh Ginny!” My name is Virginia, but everyone calls me Ginny. She showered my face with kisses much to the delight of the rest of my family who know how reservered I am. Just when I thought I would die from embarrasement, My Aunt Jen and Uncle Rob walk in wearing boxers and t shirts. They clearly had spent the night.

Aunt Jen pulled me in for a hug and a kiss and I could feel her big tits and firm nipples press against my flat chest. “Good morning sweetheart. Did you sleep well?”

All I could think about was seeing her suck my dad’s dick.

“Like a baby!” I lied.

My dad and uncle were working on a development project and that meant they spent a lot of time together, but the wife swapping was an unexpected twist. Being a virgin but not by choice it was still hard to wrap my head around it all. I needed someone to talk to but who? I texted Sandra, but I didn’t want to say anything explicit. She called me back.

“What’s up hon?”

“Nothing. I miss you.” I replied.

“I miss you too. Without my pink pony and my fantasies about you, I would be going crazy.”

She was so sexy and she treated me like a princess. In a way, she is my ultimate fantasy but I feel a little sorry for her. I’m not sure where my sexual interests lie, but hers are totally female. I’m the luckiest girl in the world to have someone so smart, sexy and beautiful in love with me, but I chickened out before I could tell her what was on my mind.

Our property centered around a lake that was an essential stopping point for migratory waterfowl. I have hunted and shot ducks and geese until my dad and uncle declared the place a sanctuary. The far side of the lake was untouched and with a metal detector, one could find civil war relics. There were fallen trees, over a hundred years old, that were taller than my head along side beaver mounds.

My long johns went on first. Even though it was technically summer, here in the valley, the lake was still covered in an inch of ice. Then came my thick microfiber socks, my ripstop nylon camo pants then my shin high military boots. If I got overheated I could always pull down my jacket and let my torso cool down in my braless tank top. With a kabar on my web belt and a holster for my sig, I tucked a water bottle and power bar in my vest and a little plastic container with some weed and a lighter.

I should have left before dawn. Angie was waiting for me at the bottom of the stairs. She had on black jeans, boots and a camo windbreaker jacket. On her belt was her Katz stilleto and her Browning Hi-Power, a gift from our grandfather from his will. Putting my finger to my lips, I motioned her to slip out of of the side doors closest to the forest. I knew I couldn’t ditch her. She knew me way too well.

We got down and out, around the lake and into the rushes before either of us spoke.

“I can not believe you tried to ditch me!” She was angry.

Shrugging my shoulders, I took her hand and led her down the little path the wound around the lake. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

We made it to the big fallen tree above the beaver dam and sat there swinging our boots and watched the ducks on the lake. Angie took my chin in her hands and said, “I’ve missed you so much.” as she kissed my lips.

It’s not easy making love in the woods, especially with ticks that can spread lyme disease. There was one place with several inches of pine needles that made a perfect bed, so we pulled our pants down around our ankles and got into a sixty-nine with her on top. I don’t trim often and neither does she, so I had her hairy muff on my face and I parted her big lips to get my tongue inside her. We have the family curse or blessing, depending on how you consider it. We both have way bigger than normal pussies. Oversized mounds, big flapping labia and enormous clits. I personally don’t mind it and Sandy loves it. She will spend hours with her face down there and so will my little sister Angie.

The little fucker knows me so well. Just as I was getting ready to cum, she jammed two fingers in me and stopped tonguing my clit. She is such a bitch. I was on the edge and she took it away.

“Say it honey!”

Oh fuck! She does this all the time. She makes me beg.

“Please. Oh please. Don’t stop! Make me cum. I’m begging you.”

She pulled a vibrator out of her pocket and plunged it in me while working her mouth on my clit. It is curved up and hits me right on the G spot. My back arches and I sail into space with my orgasm. I have to push her hand and mouth away, I’m just too sensitive.

“Well, a’int this just adorable?”

I don’t have the energy to scramble up. My Aunt Jenny is standing below us in jeans, boots, and a flannel shirt. She saw everything. She saw me and my little sister eating each other out. I am destroyed.

Angie recovers first. “It’s not what it looks like, Aunt Jenny. We were just…” Then she runs out of words.

Aunt Jenny waves her hand in a dismissive motion. “Nah. Don’t worry about it. I’ve had my suspicions, but kept them to myself. I’m not against a little lady loving myself.”

She sat on the log and watched as we pulled our pants up.

“You two are the cutest little things.” She continued. “Don’t worry about me. You secret is safe.”

Angie, the emotional one, hugged Aunt Jenny and said, “Oh Thank you. I would just die if anyone found out.”

Aunt Jenny smirked. “No one will find out. I’m the only one that knows and I’m not saying anything.” Then she lifted Angie’s face to hers and kissed her on the mouth. Angie hesitated for and instant then responded by sticking her little pink tongue in Aunt Jennie’s mouth and it was eagerly sucked on. I watched them making out and I saw my little sister’s hand reach up and cup Aunt Jenny’s breast in her hand. I watched my little sister reduce my older aunt to a quivering mess and then she unfastened her belt and pulled her jeans to her ankles.

“Beg for it, Aunt Jenny.”

Aunt Jenny pulled Angie’s head towards her pussy, but Angie fought back.

“Beg. Or you get nothing.”

“Oh Christ. Please. Oh Please do me!”

Angie smiled. “Oh what should I do, oh sweet auntie of mine?”

Aunt Jenny caved. “Eat my pussy. I beg you. Eat my pussy. I’ll do anything you ask as long as you eat my pussy and make me come. I love you Angie. I’ve dreamed about you eating my pussy. Please, please just eat my pussy!”

All this time I thought I was the nasty one. Sleeping with my little sister, but it turns out I was just a pawn in her game. Halfway to making Aunt Jennie cum, Angie pulled down her pants and bent over.

“Eat my ass!” she commanded.

“What?” Aunt Jenny stood there shocked.

“I said, eat my ass, or I won’t finish you.”

Aunt Jenny looked and me and I just shook my head. She would get no help from me. She spread Angies ass cheeks apart and took a tentative lick at her brown hole.

“Fuck, Aunt Jenny! You can do better than that!” Angie grabbed Aunt Jennie’s hair and forced her face into her ass, then looked over at me. She raised her eyebrows and made a motion like clicking a camera. I got it. I took out my phone and started recording.

“Oh, Aunt Jenny! You are so good at that! I love how you eat my asshole. Your tongue is so fucking good!”

Angie looked over her shoulder and shrugged, like did I get that. I gave her the thumbs up and cut off the camera.

“You are a nasty little ass licker aren’t you? Well, a deal is a deal.” Angie pushed her down and buried her face in her crotch. In less than two minutes, Aunt Jenny was screaming in ecstasy as my little sister brought her to climax.

When Auntie Jen pulled up her pants, she was so ashamed about what she had done it was almost embarrasing to watch. Almost, but not enough. I saw my Auntie Jen cum all over my little sisters face and she begged for it. I also remember her sucking my dad’s cock, but that is a topic that hadn’t come up yet.

We dusted off and hiked back to the house. We had to drop off our clothes and boots in the mud room to wash them and make sure no ticks or fleas entered the house. Naked, I looked at Angie. Aunt Jenny figured out that we were fucking but did anyone else? Scampering through the house naked would not be keeping things on the down low so we wrapped up in towels and Angie went first.

We met in our bathroom. Sisters, we had beds in the same room, which we had used to our advantage for years. In the shower, we soaped each other and shared deep tongue kisses while sliding our hands between each other’s legs. Finally, Angie pushed me away. “Take me to bed.”

In bed, we slept like we always did. First kissing, then loving, then sixty-nining, or scisorring, then falling asleep in each others arms. I usually spooned her from behind holding her little tit.

Angie has this crazy hair conditioner that smells so good and that’s all I remember about waking up. She is watching me as I emerge from the most wonderful dream. A dream where we are married.

“Hi, honey.” She smiles at me. She has been awake and watching me sleep. The smell is real. It’s her hair and I resist the impulse to suck on it. I woke up horny and she is making it worse.

My breath escapes me. “Angie, I love you!” This is the first time I have said that and I’m so afraid that it will change everything.

She brushes my hair from my face. “I love you too. Forever and always.”

The estate was still in dispute. Uncle Rob bought a little, local bank so he could have control over my dad’s construction loans and although he used the trust, it was a loan against him personally and now my evil aunts took him to court to claim what they thought was their fair share.

Since my grandma died, everything has been ruined. My aunts have destroyed our family for money and put our financial lives at risk. When you take someone to court, it can become catastrophic. If my aunts get three fifths of the ownership of the bank, they own all my dad’s and uncle Robs loans.

All three of my evil aunts assumed that their station in life would grant them handsome, rich, and successful husbands. They were wrong. They were mean and condiscending and all settled for meek little cloying men. Two were divorced and Aunt Rhea only kept her husband around because he was a CPA and kept her books. Beatrice and Penelopie spent their time lunching at the country club hoping to snare a rich sucker coming from a round of golf.

My problems were many. My mom and dad were swapping with my Aunt Jen and My Uncle Rob. My three evil aunts, Rhea, Beatice, and Penolopy were sueing my dad and uncle, I got caught having sex with my little sister and Sandy, might be my first but soon to be my ex-girlfriend.

Aunt Jenny is a tad bit crass and sometimes too direct, but she is nobody’s fool. She has kept family secrets for years but I can’t depend on her keeping quiet about me and Angie. I catch her in the kitchen with no one else around and play her a clip of her eating my little sisters ass. She turned white.

“Ain’t that adorable?” I mocked her. “We are now allies. We work together. Besides, I watched you suck my daddy’s dick. You are in over your head so don’t even think about anything until you pass it by me first.”

Aunt Jenny leaned back on the counter. She did not see this coming. Before she can say anything, I lean forward like I’m going to whisper something in her ear, but instead I kiss her full on the mouth. She’s not sure what to do so I hold her chin and force my tongue deep into her mouth. She moans and almost collapses forcing me to hold her up. I spank her in the crotch and squeeze. She is so fucking horny that I almost forget that I’m here to blackmail her into submission and instead I want to rip her shirt open and suck her big tits. I have her pushed up against the counter with my tongue down her throat and I’m seriously thinking about fucking her on the kitchen floor when I hear something behind me.

“Ahem.”

I break my lip lock with Auntie Jen to find my little sister leaning on the door jam smiling like the cat that ate the canary.

“So.” She said. “That little plan backfired. Jesus, Brooke, can’t you do anything right?”

She walks in and pushes us apart. All of eighteen years and five foot even and she could probably kick our asses without breaking a sweat.

“Aunt Jen, I love you but I own you. Don’t worry, but this family is at war. The three wicked witches will not succeed and we need you.”

Angie looks at me. “I can’t believe you are crushing on Auntie Jen. You are so naughty, and I thought I was special.”

“I. I..”

She holds up a finger and I stop talking.

“If you two want to fuck, that’s fine with me, but we are at war and don’t you two forget it.”

Angie turned and walked away.

Aunt Jen and I were so totally fucked by the situation that we stayed up until after midnight drinking twenty two year old single malt scotch from my father’s stash. I slipped into the bathroom to pee and brush my teeth and tried to slip into my bed when Angie spoke.

“Don’t be an ass. Come to bed with me.”

I crawled into bed trying not to breathe my whiskey breath on my little sister but she pulled me to her. “I don’t care about anything else as long as you are with me.”

My aversion to the light slipping between the drapes gave me an indication that I had a hangover. I usually wake up at dawn and it was past nine and Angie was gone. I rolled over and smelled her pillow making sure it wasn’t just a dream.

When you are supposed to be rich, appearances matter, so I showered and got dressed. Tennis shorts, shirt and shoes, my hair in a ponytail, a little makeup and lip gloss and I was ready to face the day.

As I got the bottom of the stairs, the lawyers were just leaving. A loud smash led me to the study. Dad and Uncle Rob were there and broken glass was all over the floor.

“Those fucking bitches!”

What happened dad?

He took a breath. “The witches got an injunction on the bank freezing the assets. By the time we get to court we could be bankrupt.”

“But won’t they lose also?”

“Not really. The last suit was tossed out. This one is just out of meaness.”

I pulled out my phone and texted my sister Angie. Bedroom. Now!

When I got there she was lying on her bed flipping through her tablet.

“We have to talk!” I said.

“Fire away.”

“The witches have filed suit against the bank. It could break us.”

“Those fucking bitches. Without cash flow, everything is in jeopardy.”

She understood in ten seconds the severity of the problem.

“We need leverage.”

“How do we get that?”

“Well, mom and dad and Auntie Jen and Uncle Rob are humping like rabbits and I can’t keep your face out of my crotch and Auntie Jen ate my ass not so long ago.”

I was shocked. “You knew about mom and dad…”

Angie laughed. “You are so naive. They have been fucking forever. How could you not know?”

“Let’s think it through. Mom, dad, Jen and Rob are getting down. You, oh big sister of mine, eat my pussy on a regular basis. Why would the old crones be any different? Maybe slutty hornyness runs in the family tree?”

All it took was for my dad and uncle to give Angie some money to hire a guy to put a security cam in the trees outside two of my aunts window with a cellphone uplink. On the second and third floors there was no reason to pull the drapes and the cameras caught it all.

The two black guys actually knew what they were doing when they came to maintain the pool. They scooped out the leaves, cleaned the filters, added chlorine and algicide before Auntie Beatrice came out of the house wearing high heels, stockings, garter belt and a very sheer and very skimpy matching pantie and bra.

They showered outside and followed her into the house and into her bedroom. She sat on her bed and one of the men lay down beside her. The other stood in front of her wearing only a towel and when she pulled it down his huge black cock sprang up and hit her in the chin. She held it in her hand and started kissing it up and down the shaft. The kissing turned to licking and then to sucking. Soon she was jacking a foot long black dick into her mouth and swallowing at least a third of it on every lunge.

The other man got turned on and came from behind her to squeeze her titties and pinch her nipples. The man standing said something and the other guy laid down on the bed with his big black cock pointing skyward and Auntie Beatice was spun around and forced to suck his dick. She peeled back his thick foreskin, exposing his pink swollen glans and stuffed it in her mouth. The standing man beat his foot long meat stick on her ass and rubbed it around her vagina before sticking it in her. It took four or five strokes before he could get his dick halfway in and Auntie Beatrice was pushing back for more. After passing her back and forth for over thirty minutes, she mounted the one guy and other positioned him from behind.

Watching the video, I was stunned to see her take that big, black dick in her ass, and she was enjoying it. She was fucking them back like a kid on a circus ride. Her ass had red spank marks on it and the guys were talking to each other when they pushed her off and aimed their huge black cocks on her face and tits and dumped their loads all over her. She sucked them clean, even the one that was in her ass. They picked the cash off the dresser and walked out, leaving her spent and covered in cum.

Angie and I were quiet when the video ended.

I spoke first. “I’m kind of envious. She got so totally dicked.”

Angie smirked. “Do you think she is the only one?”

It was the truth. All three sisters were getting banged by the pool boys.

Angie tossed the thumb drive on the table. The lawyers were there, the aunts were there, my mom and dad, aunt Jen, and Uncle Rob were there. Angie and I have three siblings but they have fled. Couldn’t take the heat.

“You have a laptop, dickhead, show me you can use it.”

Angie wore a suit for the meeting. How an eighteen year old owns a suit, I don’t know.

She had prepared a powerpoint slide show of my evil money grubbing aunts getting double dicked by a couple of handsome black men.

Beatrice slammed the laptop shut. “This meeting is over.”

Angie pointed at the lawyers telling them to get out. It was just now family.

The three witches, my mom and dad, Aunt Jen and Uncle Rob, and me and Angie.

“Kids.” My dad said. “You need to go. This is between us now.”

I started to protest, but Angie grabbed my arm and pulled me from the room and pulled the door shut.

She put her hand over my mouth and said, “Shut. The. Fuck. Up.”

We were standing in a law office were everyone could hear everything we said. I shut up and followed her as she dragged me along.

“The bug only has thirty minutes.”

“What bug?” I asked Angie.

“Duh, the one I planted in the conference room.” She pulled out her phone. “Don’t worry, it’s recording to the cloud.”

She showed me her phone. My dad had his sister bent over the conference table and was fucking her in the ass.

“I gave you everything and you still tried to fuck me over. How does it feel now?”

She grunted and gasped. “Grrh. Oh God. Fuck me. Fuck me in the ass. Oh, please fuck me in the ass. Shoot your load in my ass.”

Aunt Beatice was actually shoving back on my dad while he was violating her ass. She liked it.