Just the Six of Us Bk. 02 Ch. 08

Just the Six of Us, Part 2

Chapter 8

Sarah

Saturday morning

The previous Tuesday night's dance party for the three sisters had started out as something that Sarah had only agreed to because her young siblings had been relentless in their pleas for her to come. By the end of the night, it was something much different, though. Exhilarating might be the best word to describe it.

She'd made love to her sisters before, but this was something much more intense and fun. The three had licked and sucked, slurped and fondled every inch of each other that they possibly could, long into the night. One of them would have an incredible orgasm and pass-out, leaving the other two to ravish one another to the same result. The third sister would inevitably wake up again and rejoin the fun; Emma's strap-on was put to good use several times, though Sarah much preferred the real thing.

They'd continued pleasuring each other deep into the night, finally collapsing into an exhausted pile of naked flesh in Sarah's bed sometime in the early morning hours. She awoke the next morning to the sensation of Emma spooned up close behind her. She sighed, enjoying the warmth of her youngest sibling. She could have stayed like that for hours.

The need to relieve herself was the only reason that wasn't an option. She silently extricated herself from the bed and crept to her bathroom. A few minutes later after returning to the room, she smiled, seeing that Emma had turned over at some point and was now spooning Beth.

She crept silently from the room, yawning as she exited and pausing to pull the door closed with a quiet click. Turning, she nearly screamed in surprise as she spied her boyfriend relaxing on the couch, snoring quietly.

Calming herself quickly, she took a few moments to let her heart rate go back to normal and continued toward the kitchen. She'd only left the room for a drink of water, and certainly hadn't expected to find him home, much less asleep on the couch.

She continued on her way, quietly tiptoeing to the kitchen, grabbing a clean glass from the cupboard before filling it with some water, and taking several large sips. She closed her eyes, enjoying the cool sensation of the liquid as it slid down her throat.

Feeling refreshed, she turned and went back to the living room and over to where Matt was. Smirking in amusement, she slid down onto the couch next to him, still naked from the previous evening's fun.

He jerked briefly, startled awake, but then relaxed when he saw her.

"Morning," she said, amused. "When did you get in."

"Early this morning," he admitted, rubbing his eyes and yawning.

"You drove four and a half hours this morning?" she asked but then glanced over at the clock on the wall when she realized that she honestly had no idea what time it was.

He chuckled as she winced upon seeing that it was nearly 1:00 in the afternoon.

"Wow," she muttered.

"Beth and Emma?" he asked, a knowing smile on his face.

"Yeah," she confirmed, blushing a little. "How was your work trip to Burgundy?"

It seemed as if mentioning his work trip had flipped a switch inside him. As soon as the words left her mouth, the smile on his face disappeared. Sitting up, he looked over at her.

"What's going on?" she asked, sensing something out of place.

"Nothing," he said. "I just drove four fuckin' hours and I'm beat."

She stared at him for a few more seconds, wondering if that was really the only thing wrong.

"Well, that, and I wanted to come home to my girlfriend in our bed, but I find it full of you and your horny-ass sisters."

She giggled and rolled her eyes at him.

"Seriously, did you three just like... fuck all week?"

"Yeah," she said. "Are you mad that you didn't get to watch?"

"Shit yeah," he said. "Gimme details."

She laughed and looked over at him. "Why would I do that? You were the one that left."

"For work," he said, scowling at her.

"You knew what I'd be doing back here with my sisters. You're just wanting to hear how filthy we got. I'd bet you'd just love to hear all about Emma's strap on."

"Oh shit! A strap-on? Hell yeah!" he laughed, sitting up straighter and turning to face her a little more.

"It's fun, for sure," Sarah said. "I still prefer the real thing, though."

She smirked at him, raising an eyebrow and scooting closer.

"I'll bet you do," he chuckled.

"I could probably be persuaded to tell you some of the bad things we did if you want to fool around."

He winced and patted her on the leg, leaning away from her when she leaned in to kiss him. "I'm sorry," he said. "I'm fuckin' beat. Maybe later?"

Trying not to feel offended, she offered him a wan smile and nodded. She knew that she wasn't doing a very good job of concealing it though, but it didn't matter because he didn't notice.

"The trip was pretty good," he said, and began detailing some of the work that had been done.

"What made you so late, though?" she asked after several minutes of listening to him drone on about it.

"Huh?" he asked, looking over confused.

"Well, the original plan was for Wednesday. It's Saturday."

"Oh, uh, right. Yeah, we just ran long."

She frowned at him. It was clear that he was being elusive, though if he'd actually done something, she couldn't tell.

"Okay," she said coldly. "Want a shower I take it?"

"I wouldn't mind," he said, but then gestured toward their bedroom.

"I'll get them up," she said, standing and walking directly back to her bedroom.

***

In short order, Beth and Emma were woken up and sent back upstairs. Matt went directly into the bathroom and turned on the shower after dropping his suitcase on the bed.

Stepping back out of the bathroom, he went and got some clean clothes from the dresser. Sarah turned and clicked open the suitcase, intending to start unpacking his dirty laundry so that it could be washed.

"I'll worry about that later," he said. "Why... uh... why don't you come talk to me."

She turned and looked at him in mild confusion.

"Okay," she said with a shrug. "Let me get some clothes on."

She didn't understand what was going on with him but figured that it might just be exhaustion on her part, or maybe his as well. Still, something felt out of place, though.

She went to her dresser and pulled out some panties, then went over to her closet to find a shirt to wear. She reached for one but then paused when she saw that it was an old one of Mike's that she'd taken from him at some point. Not wanting to cause any more tension, she grabbed a different one and slipped it on, going and joining her boyfriend in the bathroom.

Pushing the door closed after stepping in, she saw him looking down at his phone and texting. He turned upon seeing her and slid the device into his pocket. Offering her a smile and a wink, he started to get undressed.

"Were you waiting for me?" she asked, wondering why he was still being strange.

"Heck yeah," he said, sliding in behind the shower curtain.

Not sure why he wanted her to be there with him and not fool around, Sarah tried making small talk with him for a few minutes, but it was clear that he wasn't really interested in talking either.

"Look, I'm just... I'm gonna go start on some laundry," she said.

"Kay," he said. "I'm gonna nap if that's okay."

"Sure," she said, turning and quietly slipping out.

Twenty minutes later she returned to the bedroom with a load of towels for her bathroom. Silently pushing the door open, she tiptoed through the open door and opened the cabinet where the towels were kept, then silently set them inside. Turning, she started to head for the bedroom door but then saw her boyfriend's phone by the side of the bed.

She paused briefly but then thought better of it and left the room. A moment later she went back and directly over to the side of the bed. Her hand hovered over it for several seconds before he sighed and turned, starting to leave the room.

Just before she got to the door, she heard his notification go off. Turning, she looked at him to gauge if he'd heard it, then hurried over to see what it was when he didn't move.

The screen went dark just as she made it back to the phone, so she reached down and touched the screen again, waking it up. Peering down, she saw that it was a text message. It was just a number though, and not a contact.

Feeling like a terrible person, she shook her head and turned, leaving the room once again. This time, she made a silent promise to let it go.

*****

Danni

The miles seemed to drag by a little slower when they crossed into New Mexico. The two weren't really on any schedule, but the entire state seemed to have lower speed limits than any other that they'd traveled through. She certainly didn't mind, of course. It gave her more time alone with Mike.

She turned and looked at her brother, reaching up and affectionately tracing an invisible line across his cheek. He smiled in response, then turned and kissed her fingers.

"You seem to be in a good mood," he commented, looking back at the road.

She studied him silently for a moment. "I guess that's because you seem to be doing better than when we started this trip."

He didn't respond.

"Is that the case?" she asked.

He seemed to ponder the question before answering. "I am," he said. "I think this trip has been good for me."

"Me too," she agreed. "I'm sure it doesn't hurt that you've got your smoking hot girlfriend ready for sex whenever you want it."

He laughed, briefly shaking his head in dismay. "Why the hell would that ever be a bad thing?"

She giggled, then turned and looked at him again, her mouth turning up in a mischievous grin.

He glanced over but didn't seem to get what she was indicating.

Unclipping the seatbelt, she scooted upright and lifted the center console out of the way.

"Are you serious?" His wide grin made it clear that he finally understood what she was getting at.

"As long as you don't wreck," she warned, maneuvering over after glancing back to see if anyone was coming.

"Shit, no promises," he said. "I know how good you are."

She giggled and reached over, her hands working his shorts down around his ankles. He took further initiative to slide one foot from the garment, and she smirked when his arm lifted out of the way.

Sliding down into position, she lowered her head into his lap and took his growing cock into her mouth, eliciting a groan of pleasure almost immediately.

"God this is hot," he grunted, his hand resting on the back of her head.

She snickered, her mouth full of his shaft as he gently pressed down. He let go a moment later though, and she started to bob up and down in his lap. Pleased grunts and sighs of his pleasure accompanied her slurpy sucking noises and gagging.

Shortly after she'd built up her rhythm, though, she found that the position she was in was uncomfortable. The seatbelt was jabbing her in the side for one, and the steering wheel was a little too close to her head.

Mike moved his seat back a bit as she briefly sat up to change positions, moving to her knees before sliding back down and resuming her fun.

"Mmm, much better," she said, licking his head a moment before wrapping her lips around the mushroom and sliding it deep inside.

Her brother's hand returned to the back of her head, and she felt a surge of approval and happiness. His fingers slithered around for a bit before he finally grabbed ahold of her hair and took over.

"Mmm... that's it baby," she moaned, but was then driven forcefully down on his shaft as his grip tightened in her hair.

"Goddamn," he grunted, his hips thrusting upward to meet her lips as they descended down his length.

She felt him at the back of her throat and wriggled her head back and forth for a few seconds before she was able to force him deeper, aided by his grip pushing gently downward. He let her up a few seconds later, and she was disappointed when his hand disappeared from the grip it had in her hair.

Seconds later though, she felt him slide his hand across her curvy rump, then squealed in surprise when he began to pull her shorts down.

She lifted her lips off his cock, taking a breath for a moment as he managed to slide her shorts down enough for them to fall to her knees. He wasted no time in moving his hand over the top of her ass, one finger teasing across her asshole before sliding underneath her panties and inside.

"Gughfughk," she cried out, arousal and pleasure filling her as he started to pump.

Her lips slid down his shaft as he fingered her, his cock pumping in and out rhythmically.

Vaguely aware of the sound of another car on the highway, she briefly thought about dropping her hips back down out of sight.

"We're passing another truck," he said. "Keep your ass in the air. I want to show you off."

Danni moaned as her arousal skyrocketed, and she felt an orgasm starting to kick off as he drove his finger into her pussy.

"Fugk," she grunted, her lips tightening around his rock-hard shaft.

His finger briefly disappeared, and she felt him work her underwear back out of the way again before sliding it back home. The quaking flesh of her pussy sucked at it greedily, her whimpered moans of pleasure muffled by the flesh in her mouth.

"Fuck," he grunted. "He can see you. He's looking!"

Danni moaned again, her orgasm causing her contract down hard, and she felt her brother's cock begin to spasm.

"That's it!" he cried. "Swallow it."

She moaned loudly as her mouth was suddenly filled with thick, warm spunk. She swallowed automatically, a thick, cum-tainted moan following it, which itself was followed by another spasm of mouth-filling spunk.

Thick swallowing sounds mixed with her whimpers of pleasure and his groans, the wet squelch of her pussy sucking at his finger serving as the beat to the orgy of music.

After a few more seconds of swallowing, he finally stopped filling her mouth and she spent some time slurping and swallowing to clean him up. Easily sliding his diminished cock away, she sat up and looked around, smiling when she saw that there wasn't anyone around them anymore.

Taking some time to clean the two of them up as well as any errant fluids, she settled back into her seat and put her seat belt back on.

"Was there really someone that was watching?" she asked a few minutes later.

"Yeah," he said, grinning over at her.

"He saw you playing with my pussy?"

Mike nodded, grinning widely.

"So, was it the fact that your sister was sucking your cock or the stranger watching her do it that pushed you over the edge?"

He laughed, looking over at her and shrugging.

"Well, honestly, all of it. Getting head in the truck has always been something I wanted to do. That, and yeah, I liked him being able to see things. I guess the idea of a stranger seeing my sister sucking my cock is hot, even though he obviously didn't know that."

She giggled, relaxing back into the passenger seat and looked out the window as the miles flew by. Content, she began to wonder what the future had in store for her and her brother.

There was no doubt that she loved him. She couldn't imagine being with anyone else. In all the time that he'd been gone, she hadn't wanted to even begin trying to think about moving on to a different man. She didn't care that he was her brother. She knew in her heart that they were meant to be together.

She thought about the time that he'd been gone, how Emma had shifted into his place in his absence. She loved her little sister, of course, and she had strong feelings that went beyond sisterly origins, but it wasn't anything like what she felt for Mike.

Spending the rest of her life with him was what she wanted most, she knew. She didn't know what form that would take, or how they would keep the secret of them being related from people. She didn't care. She just wanted him to herself.

She glanced over at him, pondering that last thought and affectionately watching how the muscles in his arm moved as he drove. She wanted a house with him, as well as kids, but God only knew how they'd manage to pull that off.

She began to realize that all her fantasizing about him was just that, about him. It didn't involve any of her sisters.

Turning and looking back out the window, she smiled as the realization hit, and she finally understood what she was truly looking for.

She wanted him all to herself.

***

After stopping for food, they pulled into their hotel and got checked in. Danni took Max for a walk while Mike unloaded the bags. After eating and playing with the fat little drool monster, they called it an early evening and went to bed.

The next morning, the two got up and got dressed. Mike took Max for a walk while Danni finished getting her makeup on and getting dressed.

"So, is there anything I need to know about Burnsey?" she asked, helping him to load the truck a bit later.

She felt a surge of happiness when she saw him smile at the question.

"Rayburn," he said. "We called him 'Burnsey'. He's got a wife, Michelle, and two boys. He's a real character; always laughing or cracking jokes."

She saw his smile fade as quickly as it appeared, though, and she could only hope that the visit wouldn't be as bad as it had been when they'd visited the widow.

"I'll be right there with you," she said, squeezing his hand.

He nodded and offered a wink, then went back to loading the truck.

***

After Mike called and confirmed that it was still okay to come by and visit, the two made their way from the hotel across town to a decently sized house in what looked to be a nice neighborhood of the small town they'd found themselves in.

"Here we go," he said, offering a smile to Danni as she hopped out with him.

She opened the back passenger door and leashed Max, then helped him clamber down out of the vehicle, the two joining Mike where he was waiting for them just outside of the gate of a nice, white picket fence.

As they walked up toward the front door, Danni saw a wheelchair ramp leading up to a side door of the house. Walking with him hand in hand, they stepped up to the front door. Taking a deep breath, he reached out and pushed the doorbell.

A few moments later, the door swung wide, and a pretty black woman smiled at the two of them.

"Hi, are you Mike?" she asked.

"Mike Matthews," he said, offering his hand.

"Michelle," she said, taking it and firmly grasping.

"This is my girlfriend, Danni," he said, turning and smiling at her for a moment.

"Lovely to meet you," Michelle continued, shaking Danni's hand.

"Likewise," Danni told her. "Is it okay to leave Max out front here?"

"Oh, you bring that precious boy inside," Michelle said, grinning and briefly kneeling to let Max lick her hand.

Moving back out of the way, she smiled and let Mike, Danni, and Max inside.

"Y'all come in and make yourselves at home," she said, gesturing to an empty couch set against one wall of a nice-looking living room.

"Thank you," Mike said. "You've got a lovely home."

"Thanks," Michelle said. "It's taken some time to get it exactly like..."

"MIKEY!" a loud voice called out, interrupting the conversation.

Danni turned slightly and saw a black man in a wheelchair being pushed into the room by someone she assumed to be one of his sons.

"Burnsey!" Mike called out, heading over immediately and leaning down to wrap the other man in a big hug.

Burnsey laughed, clapping Mike heavily on the back several times

"Goddamn it's good to see you man!" Burnsey said, smiling widely as Mike backed up to look at him.

"Man, you're looking good," Mike said, grinning just as widely back at him.

"Well, most of me anyway," Burnsey said, then laughing loudly at himself.

"This is my girlfriend, Danni," Mike said, his smile undimmed as he looked over and gestured to her.

"Hoowee!" Burnsey said. "I knew Mikey was a good looking sonofagun, but she is way outta your league, man!"

"Don't I know it," Mike said, winking at her.

"Dante," Michelle said, looking over at her son.

"Yes, momma," he said.

"Go get your little brother for me."

Burnsey, still grinning as widely as when he'd first entered, took over wheeling himself into the room and over to where he could slip on over to a comfortable looking recliner.

A few seconds later, a carbon copy of Dante followed his older brother into the room and over to their mother.

"This is Dante, our oldest, and Andre, his younger brother," Michelle said. "Can you go and shake Mike and Danni's hands?"

"Yes, momma," they said in unison.

Both went to Danni first, shyly reaching out and shaking her hand, then going over to do the same to Mike.

"Lovely to meet you both," Danni said.

"Boys, this is my good friend, Sergeant Mike Matthews. He helped keep daddy safe when I was overseas."

They both looked over at their father and nodded, then looked back at Mike quietly.

Conversation seemed to flow easily between the four adults and for the first time in a long time, Danni started to see some of "old Mike" coming back to the surface. Burnsey was just as boisterous and loud as Mike had described, and Danni found that she liked him instantly.

Michelle was clearly the one that wore the pants between the two, but he didn't shy away from being snarky with her whenever the opportunity arose. She tended to only get irritable with her husband when he joked about his injuries.

Danni found it surprising, if not refreshing, that he was handling everything as well as he was. He made several jokes about the fact that he didn't have anything left below his knees. He tried convincing Mike that he was faster now without legs than when he had them, and at one point, tried to get his son to scratch his foot.

"You don't got a foot, daddy," the youngest had said.

The boys were allowed to leave the room before very long, though, and Mike and Burnsey started to genuinely talk about things.

"I still think about it, yeah," Burnsey said. "I have my regrets of course, but I'm here. I thank God for that, and for Michelle and my boys."

He turned and smiled at Danni.

"You should be proud of Mikey," he said. "He's one hell of a Marine. He always put his squad first, in everything. He took care of us, got us the stuff we needed. Don't get me wrong, though, he could be a tough S. O. B. if you crossed him or got a case of lazy ass."

Mike chuckled and shook his head.

Conversation continued and before long, it was time to leave. Danni stood and moved toward the door with Michelle, the two talking politely while they gave Burnsey and Mike a moment alone, though neither were the least bit quiet.

"I'm glad you got back home, Mike," Burnsey said, squeezing his shoulder. "Start therapy, brother. It'll help you, I swear."

"I will," Mike said. "It was damn good to see you, brother."

"Stay in touch, man. Me and the family might wanna come down to Texas and see you and your girl when you get that family going".

Danni smiled at Michelle and looked over at Mike to see him chuckling.

"We'll see you," Mike said.

"Semper Fi," Burnsey called out as the two left the house, Max happily following behind.

*****

Sarah

Matt got up from his nap a little bit later and emerged from the bedroom looking ragged.

"Want me to make you something to eat?" Sarah asked, looking up from the book she'd been reading on the couch.

He shook his head and sat down on the couch, though to her surprise, it was at the other end and not right next to her like he usually would have.

He looked over at her and sighed.

"I... need to tell you something."

Seeing how sad he looked; she immediately began to worry that she'd been right earlier and something had happened.

"Okay," she said softly.

"I'm sorry," he said, lowering his face into his hands.

Shocked to see him start crying, she sat stunned for a moment before she was able to react.

"Matt, what is it?" she asked scooting over and rubbing her hand on his back. "Whatever's wrong, we can talk about it."

He lifted his head and looked over, his tears obvious.

"I... I was with another woman on the trip," he said, dropping his face back into his hands.

She immediately dropped her hand from his back and scooted back, shocked at what he'd just said.

"What?" she asked, tearing up herself.

"I'm sorry," he said, still covering his face.

"Are you serious?" she asked. "Is this some kind of joke?"

"No," he said. "I'm sorry. I cheated."

"What?" she asked again. "When?"

"On the trip," he said.

She shook her head, brushing tears away. "Why?"

"It's complicated," he said.

"Fucking complicated?" she yelled. "You cheated on me and it's complicated is all the explanation you give?"

"I'm sorry," he said, looking up, still clearly upset. "Look, I'm already packing my stuff, okay. That's why I didn't want you to empty my suitcase. I didn't want to have to come back and get anything."

"What?" she yelled. "You're just fucking leaving?"

"Please, Sarah, just calm down," he pleaded, still visibly upset.

"You fucking calm down," she spat. "Is this because I've been having sex with Emma and Beth?"

"No," he said. "Please."

"Then why!"

He didn't respond, which just made her angrier.

"I don't fucking get it! You come home acting all weird, confess that you cheated, and now you tell me that you're..."

"It was Missy," he said quietly.

Sarah's mouth dropped open.

"Okay?" he asked her. "I didn't even know where she'd gone to. It's been years since I've seen or heard from my sister, and I found her there."

"Oh," Sarah said, suddenly calm.

The two of them had long ago found out about the incestuous relationship they'd each had with their respective siblings, and though they'd talked about it, it wasn't something that they'd discussed on a regular basis.

"I saw her at a gas station," he said, smiling through tear-stained eyes. "I couldn't believe it. I ran up to her and just hugged her before she even knew I was there. She nearly slapped the shit of me for it. But then she realized who it was, and she broke down. She was bawling, clinging to me and crying, telling me how terrible she felt for the things that she'd said."

Sarah sat quietly, still hurt, but not sure what to think, feel, do, or say.

"We talked and talked," he continued. "I convinced her to come back home. We want to give ourselves another shot."

Sarah nodded gently. "What about... what about your parents?"

He sighed. "We've decided to cross that bridge when we come to it."

Turning, he wiped his face and scooted closer to her.

"I'm sorry I hurt you," he told her. "This was such a joyous reunion for me, but at the same time I knew that I was going to tell you, and that it would hurt. I was happy, and I hated myself at the same time."

She nodded softly.

"I just..."

"Matt," she said, wiping away her own tears.

He looked up at her, falling silent.

"It's okay," she said, offering him a peaceful smile even as another tear forced itself free and trickled down her cheek. "It's okay."

He surged forward, wrapping his arms around her, the two of them repeating, "I'm sorry" and "It's okay" half a dozen times.

"Hey," she said, sitting back and taking his hands. "I have to admit something I realized recently. During your trip, Emma asked me about you, and I realized that it hadn't clicked that you were late. And I don't say that to be mean or anything, but I felt bad that I didn't miss you like I should have."

He nodded.

"I understand," he said. "I wouldn't have hurt you for anything. I care deeply for you, and part of me always will."

"I know you do, and the same goes for me."

He sighed, nodding gently as he held her hands. "I'll pack and be gone as soon as I can."

She nodded, brushing a tear away.

"Goodbye," he whispered, standing and going directly back to the bedroom.

"Goodbye, Matt," she said, wiping another tear.

***

A few hours later, Emma came downstairs and poked her head in Sarah's bedroom.

The overhead light was on, and she was cleaning the room after Matt had gathered his things and left. She sprayed the wood cleaner into an old cloth rag that she had in one hand, then started to rub down the front of her dresser.

Emma knocked on the door frame.

Sarah turned, then said, "Hey," before turning back and resuming her work.

"I was going to go to the store and grab some stuff. Do you have a list of things we need? I thought about stopping and grabbing food while I was out."

Sarah nodded and stood, moving around to start wiping down the side of the dresser.

"It's on the counter next to the fridge. Just let me know if you can't find something and I'll get it the next time I go."

"Okay," Emma said, starting to turn.

"Hey," Sarah called out, stopping her in her tracks. "I wanted to let you know; Matt and I broke up."

Emma frowned and immediately walked over, wrapping her in a hug that Sarah hadn't realized she very much needed.

"I'm so sorry," Emma said, backing up to look her in the eyes.

Sarah saw the concern on her little sister's face and smiled, hoping to reassure her.

"I'm okay," she said. "Just a little sad."

"What happened?" Emma asked.

"Honestly, it was kind of a mutual thing," she revealed. "He and his sister met up on his work trip and... well you know how that goes."

"That... shit!" Emma spat, scowling angrily.

"It's fine," Sarah said. "I mean, come on. I've been having sex with my own sisters while he was gone. It's a little hypocritical of me to be mad."

Emma was still scowling, but she seemed to have calmed the immediate anger a bit.

"Honestly," Sarah said, "it's fine. I think part of me knew it was coming."

"Were y'all not happy?" she asked.

Sarah shrugged. "Happy enough, I guess. I hadn't realized that he'd been several days overdue, and when I realized that, it didn't really bother me all that much."

Emma sighed and leaned against the door frame.

"I'm okay," Sarah reiterated.

"I'd still like to punch him in the wiener."

Sarah giggled, stepping over and kissing her little sister on the forehead. "I appreciate the gesture. I'm not upset at him, though."

"Who are we beating up?" Beth called out as her blonde head appeared around Emma's shoulder.

Sarah sighed, turning to go back to what she'd been doing as Emma started telling Beth what had gone on.

"You know, I've got some colleagues that work in lab that may or may not have access to some pretty nasty substances."

Sarah turned and looked at Beth, her shock obvious.

"Oh relax, it's not stuff that will kill him," she said, waving a hand dismissively.

"No," Sarah said.

"What if we just like, make his office stink really bad," Emma said.

"No," Sarah said again.

"Ooo, we can..."

"No!" she snapped, scowling at the two, interrupting Beth's latest suggestion. "What's wrong with you two?"

Beth had wrapped her arms around Emma's waist and was laying her head on the youngest sibling's shoulder. Emma's arms were clutching Beth's tight against her.

"He hurt our sex toy," Beth said, as if the reason she'd given was obvious.

Emma giggled as Beth's hands moved up and idly played with her breasts.

"Yeah," she said. "We don't like our sex toy to be all sad."

The two began to step towards her and Sarah sighed.

"Y'all... come on," she said, standing and putting a hand to her forehead. "Em, you were going to the store. I don't have time for this."

Beth giggled and stepped to Emma's side as the two got closer.

"Seriously," Sarah said. "I'm not in the mood."

She turned, hoping that the scowl she'd given them was a clear indication that she wasn't going to be messed with right then. One of them came up right behind her then, and she felt hands moving around her waist and sliding along the beltline of her pants.

Deftly sliding in, she sighed as fingers pushed inside her panties just as she managed to grip the arm and hold it tight against her.

"Beth," she said, her tone whinier than she'd intended.

"I thought that you'd accepted the fact that you're Beth's sex toy."

Sarah turned and saw that it was Emma that had spoken, and that it was she that was trying to wriggle into her underwear.

"Not that it matters, but you're not Beth, so even if me being her sex toy was a real thing..."

"It is," Beth stated.

"... which it isn't," Sarah continued, "you don't get a say in the matter. Now please, let me get back to work."

Emma giggled and spun her around easily despite her protests. She was unfortunately much smaller than the two siblings that she was being accosted by and knew that she didn't physically stand a chance.

Beth, who was standing close by, stepped up behind Emma, giggled then began to undo the button on Sarah's pants before dropping to her knees.

"Actually," the gorgeous blonde said, "Emma and I have been having so much sex together that it counts as dating."

"Definitely," Emma said, giggling as she pulled Sarah's pants off, despite her weak attempts to keep them clutched in her fingers.

"Bethyyy," Sarah whined in protest.

"And since we're dating, what's hers is mine and what's mine is hers," Beth continued.

"Emmyyy," Sarah whined, her panties being pulled down to join the pants around her ankles.

"Oh stop," Emma said. "We're just trying to cheer you up. We love you and want to make you feel better."

"I know, but..." Sarah protested.

Emma leaned in and ran her tongue up her eldest sister's slit, pressing it into her folds and dancing it against her clit.

"Oh... fuck..." she sighed, her eyes fluttering.

Beth giggled and caressed the sides of Emma's head as she started to work on Sarah's pussy, her tongue driving again through her trough and dallying against the engorged morsel at the top.

"Nghh," Sarah grunted, looking down.

Her will crumbling, she sighed as Beth came in and kissed her, pushing Emma's head harder against her pussy.

"Fuck it," she said, grabbing Beth's face and returning the kiss intensely.

"Mmm," Beth purred. "Good girl."

Sarah ignored her, slipping her shirt off and grabbing a handful of Emma's hair and pulling her up to her feet. Turning, she passionately kissed her youngest sister, the taste of her own pussy fresh on her lips and tongue.

Aroused, Emma bit down on Sarah's lip for a moment before she was shoved toward the bed. Stepping out of her pants and underwear, Sarah raised an eyebrow at Beth as she stood there with an amused smile on her face.

"Why are you still dressed?" she asked, reaching out and grabbing the bottom of Beth's shirt.

"Waiting for my sex toy to undress me," she replied, raising an eyebrow and raising her arms.

Sarah immediately slipped the shirt over her head and ran her fingers into the panties that Beth was wearing.

"I'd like to point out that I'm the oldest," she said, stripping them down as Beth stepped out of them.

She pushed her shoulder, forcing her to turn and face the bed. Pushing Beth in front of her, she made her climb into the bed where Emma had moved after stripping out of her own clothes.

"And?" Beth asked, kneeling on the bed.

"And I'm not going to stand by and be your sex toy," she said. "You're going to be mine."

Beth laughed and turned just as Sarah began to push her forward so that she could start devouring her from behind. She sighed in irritation as Beth grabbed her arm and pulled her in front, forcing her onto the bed instead. Falling forward onto her knees, she started to turn and try to take control, but Emma had moved over to lie just in front of her, her hands gripping both sides of Sarah's face.

"I think everyone knows that you're full of shit," Beth said, smacking her rump as it was propped up, and displayed prominently in front of her.

Sarah moaned loudly as Beth's tongue slathered up her slit and across her anus, two more loud smacks echoing as she was spanked.

"Be a good slut and eat my pussy," Emma ordered.

"No," Sarah said defiantly, but then found herself moving down and doing exactly that. Her hands slid underneath Emma's perfect rump, lifting it to meet her eager lips and tongue.

"Someone's conflicted," Emma said, gasping moments later as the tongue assault began.

"She can't help herself," Beth pointed out. "The sooner she accepts that she's our little sex toy, the happier she'll be."

"I am not," she said, dutifully slurping at Emma's soaked pussy.

"Lift your hips up more," Beth said.

Sarah repositioned herself a bit, her knees more fully underneath and her shoulders lower.

"Good girl," Beth said, her fingers pushing inside as her tongue began to dance back and forth across Sarah's ass.

"Oh, fuck," she said, growing irritated with herself.

Beth spanked her again, pushing her tongue inside and eliciting a gasp of pleasure before pulling it back out.

"Say that you're ours," Emma said.

Beth spanked her again, hard, driving her tongue back in as she fingered her pussy. She tried to find the willpower to at least be a little bit resistant but found that it was completely gone. She found herself wanting to be as submissive as she possibly could.

"I'm fucking yours," Sarah grunted, looking up at her little sister as she worked her jaw up and down the quivering slit gripped between her lips.

*****

Mike

The two spent the day out and about in the small, New Mexico town. It had a very tourist focused feel to it, and Danni had been ecstatic when he'd suggested that they spend a few hours walking downtown and checking out the various shops.

They made a trip back to his truck to drop off the bags of purchases that Danni had made before they stopped for lunch at a restaurant with an outdoor patio for lunch. The food was very good, and Max was even given a snack and a bowl of water while they ate. They walked around for a few more hours, since they weren't in any rush, and happily gave the fat little pooch plenty of breaks whenever it seemed like he needed one.

Mike found himself reminiscing back to the trip he'd taken his sisters on to the Cayman Islands, and how such vivid memories had been forged on that trip. He watched Danni as her face lit up time and time again when she found something she liked on a sale rack. He couldn't help but chuckle and smile at her, marveling at how beautiful she truly was.

He thought of the picture he'd taken of her on the trip, the wind blowing through her hair and the light from the setting sun framing her like some angelic beauty. That had been the trip that they'd finally made love to one another, and though Emma had been in the room with them, it had been as if they were the only people left in the world.

His twin's face popped into his head, and he chuckled as he recalled the fun that they'd had on the jet skis. She'd jerked him off onto her naked chest in the middle of the ride.

"Damn right she did," the voice said. "I think she's always been the freakiest of the four."

"You're probably right," Mike thought.

"I wouldn't discount blondie big tits, though," it continued. "Speaking of your other sisters, when are we going back to go and get waist deep in all three of them?"

Mike laughed but wasn't overly concerned about heading back. Even if he had been, he hadn't intended to go back and start trying to have sex with any of the others.

"Dude, you're just splitting hairs now. You're already plowing the lunatic spending all our money. Plus, that twin of yours is all too happy to bounce her perfect ass on that dick. You're really gonna deprive the other two of all we have to offer?"

He rolled his eyes at the voice.

"Roll your eyes all you want, you know I'm right."

"What do you think about this one?" Danni asked, holding up a colorful, lowcut blouse.

"It's a little flashy for me," he said, winking at her.

She giggled and held it up to herself.

"I like it," she decided, and handed it to him.

He happily accepted it, clutching it along with the other items that she'd decided she needed as she turned and began thumbing through the rest of the selections.

Beth and Sarah weren't really part of the plan for him moving forward. Danni hadn't really said anything, but it was becoming more and more clear to him that she liked having him all to herself.

He'd seen her staring at the old couple at dinner that time one time and knew her well enough to get a sense of what she was feeling at that moment. There's been other things as well; little comments that she hadn't intended to sound like she wanted him just for herself.

It sounded like a perfect life to him. He would be happy to spend the rest of his days doting on her and giving her the best life he could. That hadn't been the plan when he'd gotten home, of course.

It occurred to him then that Sarah, Beth, Danni, and Emma, had all been able to convince or cajole him into getting their way at various points of his life.

"Yeah dude, you fold like a wet napkin."

"You're not wrong," he thought.

"No, I'm not. And if you're intent on keeping it just you and your current piece of ass, you're going to have to talk with her. If the others want to start getting some of that good dick again, you don't stand a chance without her help."

Mike smirked. The voice was, crass, rude, and foul-mouthed when it came to discussing his sisters, but he had a point.

"Yeah, so listen the fuck up twinkle-tits and do what I tell you."

Mike rolled his eyes again and knelt to rub Max's head.

"I think I'm done now," Danni said, scanning the shop.

"You sure?" he asked. "We're not on a schedule anymore."

She turned and smiled at him.

"I think we pay for these," she said, setting her hand on the clothes he was holding in his arms, "then we can head back to the room and let Max rest while we nap, and maybe talk about our plans later?"

He stared affectionately at her, studying how the light caught her eyes and made them sparkle, and how the curve of her cheeks accentuated her smile.

"I love you," he said.

She smiled immediately, reaching out to run a hand along his forearm. "I love you," she replied.

"Yeah yeah," the voice said. "Can we be done with this boring shit?"

The two went to the counter and paid, then made the trip back to the truck. After loading the purchases and Max into the back seat, they pulled out and drove back to the room.

All too happy to crash out, Max was asleep in no-time-flat with Mike and Danni joining him shortly after.

***

After waking up and taking Max for a walk, Mike returned to the room and roused Danni from her slumber.

She yawned and glanced at her phone, groaning. Though she lay in bed a few more minutes, she eventually forced herself up and started to get dressed.

"You want me to find us a good restaurant?" he asked.

Danni peered out from the bathroom. "I dunno," she said, stepping back and standing in view. "I don't know if I want to go through the hassle of getting ready. We can just eat something here if you want."

"If that's what you want," he said, stepping around the bed and going over to stand in the doorway. "But we can go out and find a nice place to eat, just the two of us. I don't have any other stops to make."

She smiled as she stepped up to him, the two briefly kissing.

"I know," she said, reaching up and running a hand across his cheek as she studied his features. "You look like you're doing so well."

He smiled and kissed her again. "I feel like I am. I know that it's because I've been able to talk with the families and that I've gotten to see that my brothers are doing okay."

"I'm sure seeing Burnsey handling things so well helps too," she said, caressing his cheek.

"It does," he assured her. "I know I'm still going to have things that come up that I have to deal with, but I think I'll be able to deal with them better."

"I know you will," she said, kissing him a final time. "While I appreciate the notion of you wanting to treat me to dinner, I think all the walking around and shopping we did was enough for one day."

"I'm sure Max would agree," he said, winking at her.

She giggled.

"Give me a few minutes and we can go pick something up and bring it back here."

Twenty minutes later, the two headed out and got some takeout at another highly rated local restaurant and brought it back to the room.

"So, now that we've finished all of my stuff," he said, turning to regard her, "is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

"Sure," she said. "But I didn't want to come on this trip for that purpose baby. We can head back home whenever you like."

He chuckled at her but continued to stare.

"What?" she asked a few seconds later.

"Danni, I can tell that you don't want this trip to end."

She sighed at him, frowning and shaking her head.

"I'm not saying that you enjoyed the tough parts of it. I'm just saying that I can tell that the parts that were just you and me were much more fun than you're letting on."

"You can?" she asked, raising a single eyebrow.

"Yep," he confirmed.

"And where is this intuition coming from? You weren't always this perceptive."

"Yeah, she's right. You're an idiot," the voice said.

"It's the voice, isn't it," she guessed, smirking at him. "It's telling you things that you're subconsciously picking up and don't actually know that you are."

"She's on to us! Alert! Alert!"

Mike laughed.

"Baby, you love being with me," he said.

"Well yeah," she said, rolling her eyes. "That's obvious."

"I mean, me and you, just us."

She stopped smiling at that moment and looked down, then quickly back up.

"Mike, I've never minded sharing you with my sisters. I don't really know why. It's something that I've spent a good deal of time thinking about, especially while you were gone."

She stood and put her empty food container in the bag that it had come in, then took his as well.

"I think it's maybe because you seem to have a different relationship with each of us. Emma was the freaky one that kept wanting to do kinky things; beyond having sex with a sibling, I mean."

Mike laughed.

"Beth was the one that was practically insatiable and just as happy to have sex with Emma or Sarah as she was with you. And Sarah was the one that wanted to take care of everyone. But you and I..."

She sighed, walking over and setting the bag on the table before turning and looking back to him.

"It was love," he said. "From the beginning."

She smiled sweetly at him and nodded.

"Danni, what I'm trying to say is that I can tell you want us to be just the two of us. Yes, you've always been fine with sharing me with our sisters. Things change."

"Baby, I might be feeling that way, but it's just because we've been alone and having some really good times together on this trip."

"We have," he agreed. "It got me thinking that maybe I want to just spend the rest of my life with it just being us."

She looked over at him immediately, shocked. "Wait, you do?"

He shrugged. "Why's that so surprising?"

"I... dunno, I guess," she stammered. "I mean, you've been having sex with your twin sister since the night you got back. I didn't think that was going to change."

"Yeah, it shouldn't change," the voice said. "But when do I ever get what I want?"

"Look, I like the idea of being able to give you the life you want. I like making you happy. You want to be just you and me, and it just so happens that I find myself liking that scenario."

She turned and hurried up onto the bed, kneeling in front of him and clutching his hands.

"Really?" she asked.

"I'd do anything for you," he said.

She immediately tackled him in a hug, squeezing him tight as he laughed at her sudden burst of energy and excitement.

"I love you so much," she said.

"I love you too, baby."

She extricated herself from him shortly after and sat down.

"What about Emma?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said after several long moments of silence.

"I thought you two were, involved," he said, but immediately felt stupid. "That's the wrong word."

"I know what you mean," she said. "I care about her as more than a sister. Yeah, I like the whole bratty persona I get around her, but I just think that I like what you and I have more. I like just being yours, you know?"

"I do," he said. Chuckling, he turned to regard her. "One of the few helpful things that the voice told me is..."

"Few? Motherfucker everything I say is gold!" the voice said, though Mike ignored it.

"... is that my sisters genuinely have no problem convincing me to do things they want and bend me to their will, so to speak."

"Mmm, very true," she said, giggling at him. "He sounds smart."

"Fuck yeah I'm smart!" it said.

"He pointed out that I'd need your help to come up with a plan to deal with that situation."

"The voice sounds very wise," she told him. "I'm guessing all his suggestions aren't winners though. I think one of the things you mentioned before about him was something about... throwing me to the floor and fucking me?"

Mike laughed.

"Yeah, that sounds like him," he confirmed.

"You should listen to him more," she said, winking at him. "He sounds delightful."

"Dude, you need to give me control of the body. She wants it bad."

"Is he saying something right now?" she asked, grinning at him.

"He wants control of my body," Mike said. "Clearly you're his favorite."

Danni laughed and leaned over to kiss him.

"So, what do we do?" Mike asked after the two had settled back down on the bed. "About Emma."

"God," Danni said, groaning. "I don't know. I like having sex with her, don't you?"

"Yeah," he confirmed. "But then we're not just you and I anymore."

She sighed and flopped down onto her back.

"I dunno," she said at length. "We probably just need to talk to her."

He leaned over onto his side and began to kiss the taut skin of her stomach after lifting her shirt out of the way. "That's fair," he said, pressing his lips to a patch of flesh just above her belly button.

She idly ran her fingers through his hair.

"So, what about our next stop?" he asked.

Danni's phone began to buzz then, and she sighed, sitting up and reaching over to where it was laying on the table next to the bed.

"Sarah," she informed him, swiping the screen and holding it up to her ear. "Hello? Oh, hey, I thought you were Sarah."

Mike could hear someone speaking but couldn't make out what was being said.

"Good," Danni said. "The last visit went great. We're just talking about where we're going to stop next."

Whoever was on the other end of the line spoke again, but Mike gave up trying to make anything out and lay down on his back.

"No, that was the last of the people that we came to see. We're trying to figure out where we're going now."

More murmurs from the phone followed.

"What?" Danni asked, her tone changing. "Oh. He did?"

Mike sat up and looked over at her, concerned.

"Damnit," she said. "Poor thing."

She glanced over and rolled her eyes as Mike continued to stare. "No, I understand. I'm glad that she's got you and Bethy to distract her from it."

She looked over at Mike again and mouthed, "Emma."

"Yeah, I can tell. I can hear the moaning in the background." She laughed easily. "God, all week? You three are ridiculous." She turned and looked at Mike. "He's doing really good. I think the trip was just what he needed."

Emma continued to speak, though Mike still couldn't make it out.

"Okay," Danni continued. "We love you too. Give Sarah and Bethy our love. We'll see you soon. Bye."

She clicked the screen of her phone and sighed, setting it back down and looking over at Mike.

"We're going back home," she said. "Sarah and Matt split up."

"What happened? Is everyone..."

"Everyone's fine," she assured him. "He's back with his sister."

"Okay..." he said, confused. "I didn't think he even knew where she was."

"That's what I thought, too," she said. "I don't know much, but she said that Sarah was pretty upset. She and Beth are keeping her mind off of it, but she said that they could use a hand".

Mike sighed, wondering what had happened to cause Matt to break his sister's heart like he had. He felt the immediate desire to go and take care of her and make sure she was okay.

"Want to leave in the morning or do we drive as far as we can tonight?"

"Morning is fine," she said. "I want to make sure she's okay just as much as you, baby." She stepped up to him as she spoke, her hand moving to caress his cheek.

"I know," he assured her. "I just feel helpless being so far away."

"It'll give us time to figure out what to say to Emma," she pointed out. "Besides, it sounded like they're going to be having sex until we get there."

"At least someone isn't crazy," the voice said.

She was right, he knew. If it had been just him, he'd have chanced it and started home immediately. He had Danni and Max with him, though, and didn't want to make them try and sleep in his truck while he drove through the night.

"Well, I guess we can pack what we don't need and leave when we wake up," he said. "But we're going to talk about something besides just what we need to say to Emma."

"Oh?" she asked, looking over up at him.

"Yep," he said. "Our future."