Starting from Scratch Ch. 11

Chapter 11- Family for Christmas, pt 2

“Shit!” Thelma growled once the door closed behind Beth, “Well, fuck it! She said we can do whatever we want as long as we stay here, so lay down Damian I want to fuck you too before she gets back.”

Damian guffawed a single surprised laugh but then did what he was told. He sat down and Thelma climbed onto his lap.

“You too, Ben,” Annalee commanded, “I want you to fuck me for real this time. I need someone besides my brother’s cum inside me, just in case I get pregnant I can at least say it’s my cousins and not my brothers!”

Ben chuckled and did as he was told, but as Annalee climbed onto his lap and guided his dick into her cum filled vagina he said, “Does it really matter? We’re first cousins, we might as well be siblings.”

“It matters to me,” Annalee said as she started grinding her pussy on Ben’s dick.

“Would it matter if Damien were Thomas,” Thelma asked?

That made Annalee pause because she knew that it would. She had dreamed for years now of her older brother coming to her and confessing how he was so in love with her. Then, she would take him into her bed and her body. After a good amount of time together he would get her pregnant and they would have a little boy and three little girls, and they would live happily ever after.

Thelma took Annalee’s silence as agreement. Nodding her head she purred, “It’s alright Lee. Sometimes our fantasies manifest in someone else. Damian loves you as you love Thomas, accept his love and your fantasy will come true.”

Annalee’s eyes met Damian’s. His dick was sliding in and out of Thelma just like Ben’s dick was sliding in and out of hers, but what she saw in her brother’s eyes was the purest love. Heaving a heavy sigh she let her fantasy of Thomas go, then replaced him with Damian.

“You’re right,” She admitted, “I’m sorry Damian. Maybe, if you want to, we can talk a little later tonight?”

“I’d love to,” Damian purred.

“Well,” Amanda said all of a sudden, shattering the moment, “Since I’ve fucked them both I guess I’m in time out!”

“Don’t worry,” Thelma purred, “Beth didn’t run out of here screaming. She said that we’re going to come to terms…”

“So you think she’s coming back to get fucked by Damien and Ben too,” Annalee gasped, “Oh god! Uncle Daniel! She’s going to cuckold him!”

“Yeah,” Thelma said grimly, “Poor Daniel.”

“They’ve been married for years,” Amanda said as she sat down in the hot water, “Like fourteen years I think. Don’t you think it’s strange they haven’t had any children by now?”

“You know,” Thelma mused as she guided Damien’s hands up to squeeze her breasts and twist her nipples, “I think you’ve got a point there. Maybe we should wait before we jump to any conclusions.”

—-(!)—-

When Thomas returned to the house Grandma Henrietta had Grandpa, Mary June, and Bethany helping her put the leftovers in the refrigerator and cleaning the kitchen. Afterward, Grandpa Tom gave Thomas a hug and a handshake as he said, “Thank you, son, for hosting Christmas dinner this year.”

“Your welcome, grandpa,” Thomas replied.

“However,” Grandpa continued with a sly grin as he looked past Thomas to Grandma Henrietta meaningfully, “I am going to take your grandma home tonight and see if I can’t remind her that we’re not too old–yet–to enjoy the night, if you catch my meaning.”

Thomas chuckled as he looked past grandma Henrietta to Rhea, Anna, and Emma, “I do grandpa. I surely do.”

“Good boy,” Grandpa said as he cut his eyes to Thomas and then to Rhea. His voice was warm and humorous as he mumbled just loud enough for Thomas to hear, “You treat her good, you hear? Your mother. She is an amazing woman. She’s strong and passionate, but fragile too. You’re the man of the house now. So, make sure she’s happy. That’s your job now…”

His voice fell off as the others started their direction but he continued in a firmer voice, “Well, listen to me going on now! You mind what I said though… Your grandma and I will return in the morning early enough for breakfast and presents.”

“You got it, grandpa,” Thomas answered, then hugged his grandpa, “We’ll see you in the morning.”

Grandpa smiled and patted his grandson’s back, then left to go start the car. Looking around Thomas saw Grandma Henrietta had stopped and was talking quietly to Rhea and Anna before giving them hugs.

“Well,” Lionel said as he came up with his wife, Bianca, “I think we are going to go home too. Though, I think the kids plan on staying if that is okay with you?”

“Sure,” Thomas said as he shook his uncle’s hand and hugged Bianca.

She was a beautiful woman. Small. Only 5 feet 3 inches tall. Her skin was golden, her eyes green and sparkling like cut emeralds. Her hair was as yellow as spun gold. She was small in Thomas’s arms. It felt like he could wrap them around her twice. And he could feel her firm C-cup breasts squishing against his chest. Thomas felt all of it but he put it all out of his mind. Bianca was his uncle’s wife, and she loved him very much, and he had Rhea, Anna, and Emma. Who could ask for more? He was a lucky bastard and he knew it.

“Have a safe trip home,” He whispered into Bianca’s ear.

“We will, thank you,” She replied and then she was gone following Lionel out of the house and to their car.

Mary June and George were next. Thomas’s aunt came up with a broad smile and squeezed her abundantly fleshy breasts into him as she gave him a tight hug. She was almost as tall as him, standing 5 feet 10 inches tall. She was a robust woman, thickly muscular with a generous portion of softening fat to give her unrivaled curves. All of which were in the right places. She was a bountiful 36G in the bust. A smaller but still thick 30 inches in the waist. And a bountiful 50 inches in her broad hips and thickly curvaceous ass.

Mary June kissed Thomas on the cheek and it allowed him to smell her long, curly, strawberry-blonde hair. It smelled like shampoo and strawberries. Thomas returned her kiss on her pale white cheek with hints of pink and blue undertones. Then surprisingly she pulled back and gave him a brief kiss on the lips before whispering, “Be good to Rhea. I haven’t seen her this happy in a long time. Not since she met your father. Has she met someone?”

“I think she has, and I will,” He promised.

Mary June fixed him with a penetrating stare. Their eyes locked. She seemed to be searching his eyes for something, then she stepped away with a small smirk as she whispered, “I see. Well, all the more reason for you to be good to her.”

Then she moved away as George shook his hand and said, “I think we will be going home to sleep in our own bed too.”

“Completely understand,” Thomas replied as he patted George on the shoulder as he moved to leave.

Thomas’s youngest uncle Daniel walked up next and slapped Thomas on the shoulder as he said, “I’m going home too but Beth is staying to help Gretchen and Rhea watch the kids.”

“I see,” Thomas replied as he looked over to see Rhea, Anna, Emma, and Beth talking quietly. Turning back to Daniel he said, “Sounds fine, we’ll put her in Emma’s room with the girls.”

Daniel gave him a grin and a nod and then he too left.

—-(!)—-

By eleven o’clock the house was almost empty and eerily quiet. Thomas, Rhea, Anna, Emma, and Beth all shared a moment as they looked around the house. They checked the living room, Batcave, Emma’s room, Thomas’s room, and kitchen. When they reconvened in the living room it was Rhea who asked the question they were all thinking, “Okay, well, where are all the kids?”

“Last I saw them was when we all went for a walk on the beach,” Beth answered.

“So, they’re still out there somewhere,” Rhea mused.

“Most likely,” Anna sighed, “Should we go look for them and tell them it’s bedtime.”

“Leave it to me,” Beth volunteered sincerely then suggested, “It’s been a day. Why don’t I deal with the kids, and you all go on to bed and relax? By the way, where are you all sleeping tonight?”

“With Thomas,” Anna chirped unabashedly.

“Are you sure?” Thomas asked Beth, ignoring Anna.

“Anna!” Rhea gasped, “Don’t make it sound so libidinous!”

“But Rhea, it is going to be libidinous!” Emma chuckled.

“Sure,” Beth purred confidently, though her eyes were wide open from the shock of Emma’s brazen declaration of what she had only suspected from Rhea’s behavior toward Thomas all evening, “Like no one’s noticed how Rhea and Anna have been making eyes at Thomas all night long. Don’t worry, I got this. Besides, the girls are sleeping with me tonight. And since incest seems to be a thing in this family, if I wanna go to bed at any semblance of a decent hour tonight I need to round them up before their all pregnant.”

“As long as you’re certain you can handle it,” Rhea said in an “I don’t think you know what you’re getting yourself into” voice.

“Don’t worry, Rhea,” Beth assured her, “I will figure it out.”

“Okay,” Rhea replied before grabbing Thomas’s hand and leading him to the master bedroom while Anna and Emma trailed behind holding hands.

—-(!)—-

Beth kept smiling until she was alone, and then as soon as she was by herself started stripping as she strutted into Emma’s room. Looking around the room as she peeled off her sheer, cream blouse and threw it on the bed. Unzipping her knee-length, high-waisted pencil skirt, she pushed it over her hips and bum and let it fall to the floor. Stepping out of the ring it made around her feet she performed a perfect bend and snap as she grabbed it and threw it on top of her blouse.

Strutting to Emma’s standing mirror brought a smirk to her lips as she thought of the woman. She got the feeling that she and Emma would have gotten along really well if Emma weren’t already in some sort of pseudo-incestuous harem relationship with Thomas, Rhea, and Anna. Of course, she could see the attraction to Thomas. He was young and rich! That by itself was very very appealing. He had a rockin’ bod, and, apparently, the stamina to satisfy all three women in one night. However, she just couldn’t get over the obvious calf-eyes Rhea had for Thomas all night long. She wasn’t even trying to hide it!