“Not going to give your old man any?” he asked.
She swallowed hard, her eyes closing as she begged her pussy to behave its damn self.
“Come on, I love apples,” he continued.
She opened them again and looked down. Apples. Of course he meant apples.
“Nope, all mine,” she said, trying to sound playful.
“No apples and I didn’t even get a real hug,” he said with an exaggerated sigh.
She offered him a half-hearted laugh, but then turned around in place. Her intent had been to give him a platonic hug, but that was going to be harder than she realized, apparently. She’d immediately wrapped her arms up under his and around him as his swallowed her. Pulling her close, she felt the pulsing bulge push against the soft fabric of her panties, then slide down.
Her breath caught in her throat and her mind raced, wondering if it had been intentional. The idea that there was another member of her family nudging the gorgeously fat head of his cock against her pussy sent a spasm of arousal coursing through her.
“There’s my girl,” he said, squeezing her tightly.
At the point the hug would normally end, Sam turned her head to the side and laid it on his chest. Something inside wouldn’t let her let go of him, despite the head of his erection nudging her panty-clad pussy through the fabric of his pajamas. The powerful urge to reach down and pull her panties aside snapped her back to reality.
She squeezed him tighter and pulled his arm back up around her, though she didn’t know why or what caused her to think that was a good idea. The act pulled them close together once more and pushed the steadily growing erection back across her pussy.
After a few tense moments, he cleared his throat and stepped quickly to the side. Stepping over to stand behind the other side of the island, he grabbed another slice of apple and tossed it into his mouth.
“Sorry,” she said quietly. “I’m uh… I’ve been feeling a bit off lately.”
“Oh?” he asked. “You coming down with something?”
Surprised that he was dismissing her perving out so easily, she couldn’t think of how to respond for a few seconds. “Oh… uh…”
She forced herself to look at him again, and immediately felt foolish. It was the same dad that she’d always known standing there in front of her.
“You okay?” he asked, a single eyebrow raised.
“Oh, yeah! Sorry… I’m fine,” she said, laughing and covering her face. “Just tired.”
She looked back down at the plate of fruit, then back up at him. “Would you like me to cut up an apple for you?”
He offered her a wink but declined and held up his glass of juice. “It’s no fun if I’m not stealing yours.”
She offered him a smirk and watched as he went back to his room. Sighing, she rolled her eyes at herself and muttered, “get a grip, girl.” Her rampant arousal was making her think sexual things were happening all around her when it was obvious that they were completely innocent, or even natural occurrences.
Gathering her fruit into a bowl, she took it back upstairs to munch on while she finished getting dressed.
***
After a relatively normal day at school, Sam had the afternoon off but worked that evening at Double D’s. She’s had some gropey customers during her shift, but that wasn’t anything new. She got home that night, and after a nice bath and some body grooming, she retreated to her room to await Dane’s arrival.
Throughout the day, she kept thinking back to the events that morning and the night before. The jumbled thoughts, feelings, and emotions that plagued her proved difficult to understand, let alone unravel.
She was aware that what she’d initiated with Dane was something incredibly taboo. The fact that she’d had sex with her own flesh and blood wasn’t bothering her. What was bothering her was the fact that it wasn’t bothering her. She had no idea why, but she really had no issue with the fact that she’d fucked her own brother.
In addition to that, she’d sucked his cock the next morning and absolutely drained him of cum! That alone should have sent her to the looney bin, but again, she could only smile and feel a swelling of arousal when she thought about all the little details of the act. In fact, if she closed her eyes, she could still tell what his cum had tasted like as it coated her throat and filled her mouth.
Her rampaging hormones and the weird genetic anomaly were certainly no help in alleviating her constant, simmering arousal. She was already getting herself into precarious situations with them, even making herself think that things were sexual when they clearly weren’t! Of course, it didn’t help that her parents were apparently okay with her having some strange guy over and letting him fuck her brains out while they listened downstairs. Would they just be happy for her to organize some kind of gangbang too?
She had to close her eyes and take a deep breath when that thought entered her brain. A vision had appeared with dozens of strangers taking turns with her. Forcing it away with a shake of her head, she desperately tried to think of something else. The idea continued to burrow into her brain, making a home there and refusing to leave her arousal level alone.
That thought right there was the very reason she needed Dane as her safety net. Yes, he was her brother. Yes, he had a girlfriend. Yes, she could potentially do more damage than good if people found out. He was convenient, but more importantly, he got the job done just like she needed.
She supposed that she could also have Brandon and Zoey help her, though they weren’t exactly convenient. They would definitely be fun, plus it would serve to scratch that other itch she had of wanting to be with a woman again. Brandon was decently hung, and Zoey was enthusiastically into Sam to boot.
There was also the teasing invitation that Toni had given her to use her boyfriend Wade. Had she been serious though? Was the offer still good?
On and on her thoughts went, serving to do nothing more than get her worked up and horny yet again.
She stood from where she’d been laying on her bed and was about to drop the towel to put on a shirt and fresh panties. A devious little thought occurred to her though, and she stopped herself.
Dane might enjoy seeing her in just a towel and nothing else. If he didn’t, it would be easier to seduce him into taking care of her issues. With a giggle and a wink to herself in the mirror, she turned and left the room.
Passing Alex’s door, she saw her sister getting ready for bed. Toni’s door was open, but she didn’t see her. Opposite of Toni’s room was Dane’s, but it was quickly obvious that he wasn’t home.
With an irritated sigh, she rolled her eyes and pushed the half-closed door open to use the bathroom.
Toni looked up with a bored expression, a towel in her hands as she used it to dry her hair. Sam only briefly glanced at that; her eyes drawn down to her little sister’s incredible body. Her breasts were big and perky, her tummy flat and nicely tanned. Openly ogling her, Sam swept her eyes lower and saw a small patch of black pubic hair just above her pussy.
“Sam!” Toni said, laughing at her.
“Hrm?” Sam asked.
“I said your name like three times!” Toni laughed.
“Oh…” she said, her head still swimming with delight sapphic thoughts. “Oh… I’m sorry,” she said, shaking her head.
“Can you shut the door?” Toni asked, still amused.
Sam sighed, feeling like a perv again, then turned and shut the door behind her.
“Now you can go back to ogling me,” Toni said, turning and dancing briefly in place.
Sam laughed, the lightheartedness helping to keep her mind out of the gutter.
“Sure!” she thought, “You’ve already fucked one of your family. Why not go for two!”
“Did you at least like what you saw?” Toni asked, as Sam started to walk past her toward the toilet.
“Yes,” Sam said, then shook her head when she actually processed the question. “Wait… what?”
“It’s okay,” Toni said. “I know what those stares really mean.”
Sam was better able to focus now and raised an eyebrow at Toni. “You do?” she asked.
“You remember that kiss,” she said. She sounded nonchalant, even bored when she spoke, but Sam could tell that Toni was purposely flirting.
“Are you trying to set me off again?” Sam asked. “I seem to remember both of us having to apologize for our behavior.”
“Oh stop, I’m not seducing you,” Toni replied. “I don’t know what you’re looking at me for, either. You’ve got an incredible body.”
Sam rolled her eyes and started to move by.
“Here,” Toni said, reaching over to pull Sam toward her. She didn’t stop until Sam was standing next to her in the mirror. “Take the towel off,” Toni said, as if that were the logical thing to do.
Sam sighed but had dropped the towel before she even registered that she was doing it.
“See….” Toni said. “We’ve both got the goods.”
Sam rolled her eyes and turned, leaving her towel on the floor where it had fallen. Toni’s laughter dissipated when she closed the door to her room behind her.
***
The next day, Sam was quietly thankful that her dad was already gone for work when she went down for breakfast. Dane hadn’t returned home that night, and God knew where Danny was these days. She safely made it through the morning and all the way to her first class without causing any sexual mishaps with any siblings or parental figures.
The history boyfriends were happy to see her again, as always, and she was glad that they’d decided to just continue to be friends. Well… friends that continued to ask her to flash her tits at them, at least. Once the break was over, she obliged them with yet another one before heading off to her next class.
She saw that Brandon was in class already when she got there, and happily sat down beside him as he looked up.
“Busy this afternoon?” he asked, eliciting a laugh of surprise from her.
“Hi, Sam! Hi, Brandon! How are you? Good and you?” she mocked.
“Yeah, yeah,” he said, rolling his eyes at her and offering a smirk.
“Yes, I should be free after class,” she said, rolling her eyes. “Do you need help studying?”