The rest of that day passed slowly. My mind was trying to adjust to a new normal in my family. Instead of just being related to each other, we were sharing our bodies with each other – giving ourselves to licking, fucking, kissing, and fondling. It was bizarre, yet wonderful at the same time.
The person at the heart of it now wanted to have a “date” with me. What Delia had in mind, I had no idea, but hoped she might want to be intimate with me as well.
The next day, Kurt had to go to work, and Mom and Connie went shopping. That left me alone with Delia. As promised, I met her out at the pool in the warm afternoon sun. I wore a bikini, one that covered my boobs but left plenty of cleavage, and a bottom with a little triangle to hide my bush, but a slight string in the back, exposing my butt cheeks.
I stepped out onto the deck and noticed Delia was already sunning herself on one of our chaise lounges.
“Grab a beer from the fridge,” she said, holding up a cold bottle.
I opened the fridge and pulled out a pilsner. Mom let us drink at home, even though I was underage.
As I approached her, Delia patted the chaise next to her. I sat and noticed Delia’s swimsuit. It was white, tiny, and a bit see-through. Her dark areola showed through the fabric and her tits poked out a bit. The tiny triangle of her bottoms would not have covered her bush – which I assumed was shaved or waxed.
I knew how beautiful Delia was, but in this suit – oh my! Her large breasts were like two huge globes, sticking out on all sides. Her slender waist and flat stomach – and long smooth legs were captivating.
“Cute suit, Julia,” Delia said. “Looks good on your petite figure.”
“Thank you!” I said. “I like yours too.”
“Do you think I show through too much?” she said, adjusting the top and brushing her fingers along her nipples.”
“Uh, no. It’s fine. Looks good,” I said.
“Good,” Delia said. “As long as you like it.”
I sat back and opened the beer, taking a swig and setting it down on the table next to me. Delia took several drinks before finishing her bottle.
“Time for another,” she said, getting up.
As she walked over to the fridge, I noticed the tiny string that went around her waist and down her crack. Her incredibly beautiful cheeks swayed back and forth as she walked. At one point she turned her head towards me.
“Like what you see?” she said.
“Oh, um, sorry. I didn’t mean to stare,” I said, looking away.
“Why do you think I got up?” Delia said, bending over to open the small refrigerator and pull out another bottle.
She returned to her chair and took a big swig. “Ah! Good stuff,” she said. “So… Julia. How come we haven’t had much time together?”
I wanted to say because you’ve been busy fucking the rest of my family. But I didn’t.
“I don’t know, but I’m glad we can get together now,” I said.
“Mm,” she said, looking me up and down.
I hadn’t realized just how sensual Delia was. It was if she could see me naked through my suit. To be honest, it turned me on.
“You’re a senior now, right?” Delia asked.
“Uh huh,” I said.
“But you’re already 18?”
“Yeah, I’m one of the oldest in my class. I like it, actually.”
“More mature, more attractive to the guys, I bet.”
“I don’t know about that,” I said.
“Oh, come on,” Delia said. “With a figure like that? Blonde, good sized breasts, a delicate frame? I’m surprised you haven’t had many offers by now.”
I was a bit embarrassed by her frank talk.
“Not really,” I said. “There was one guy, but it wasn’t for me in the end.”
“Ah,” Delia said. “Shy?”
“More reserved I like to say,” I said.
“Hm, I like that,” Delia said. “You’re choosy about who you want to be with. That’s good.”
“So… what about you?” I said. “Anyone special in your life?”
Delia chuckled softly. “Oh, I have plenty of special people in my life. Your family, for instance. I’ve loved being here and getting to know all of you more, well, intimately.”
She took another pull from her beer.
“You said there was one guy,” Delia said, setting the bottle down. “Have you found anyone you feel comfortable being intimate with?”
“So personal,” I said.
Delia laughed. “That’s me. Just cut to the chase. No really, Julia. A gorgeous woman like you with a body like that? If I were your age, I’d really want to be with you.”
“You would?” I asked.
“Have you ever considered being with a woman, Julia?”
I stared at her. Clearly, no one had shared the fact that I’d made love to my sister and my mother.
“I have, um, recently,” I said.
“Ah,” Delia said, after taking another swig. “And did you act on that?”
“I did,” I answered.
“That’s great! I hope it felt good,” Delia said. “I personally love being with women. They’re so soft and know just what to do to make me cum.”
Her frank talk plus her sexy suit were having an effect on me. I hoped my nipples weren’t getting erect and showing through my suit. Or maybe I hoped they were!
“It’s all pretty new to me,” I said. “But I agree. I like guys, but there’s something about a woman’s touch. So sensual.”
“Right?” Delia said, sitting up. “I mean, guys just can’t caress a woman like we can.”
As she said this, she lightly ran her fingers along my thigh, from my knee to about an inch from the edge of my suit. It sent thrilling feelings through me.
“Like right now,” she said. “Doesn’t it feel good to have me touch you like this? I know how I’d feel if you were touching me. I’d want more. A lot more.”
She put her other hand on my arm, tracing up and down.
“Seems like maybe you want more too?” she said, looking at my chest.