Incest/Taboo Cultivating Lilly

IN THIS CHAPTER: Lilly's frequent binding at the Vatspalt's discretion pushes their concubine deeper into total submission. With their plaything strapped down and helpless, Momma instructs Louise and Cassy to force-feed their special places to Lilly. Bound in their bedroom, Lilly is compelled to watch Momma and Daddy have sex while receiving no pleasure of her own. Lilly and Cassy share an intimate evening together. Cassy binds Lilly in a compromising position. With her best friend's help, Lilly's special place and bottom are penetrated at the same time with two exciting new toys. The girls head to Lake Tahoe and decide to throw a party with some new friends. During a humiliating admission, Lilly's subjugation to the Vatspalt family is shared with a room full of strangers. Blindfolded, naked and bound, Lilly is turned over by her sisters to the ravenous desires of the partygoers. Cassy invites Lilly to an important family holiday celebration.

The Swedish words for pussy (fitta, slidan, snippa), cock (kuk) and asshole (stanga) are used intentionally. They are not misspellings.

A month later, the girls were in Cassy's room. The door was closed and they were lounging on their beds. Tucked under the covers, they were both nude and looking at their phones. They could hear the sounds of Momma and Daddy fucking from down the hall.

"Do you want to watch them?" asked Lilly. "I do." She felt she learned things by watching them and she particularly enjoyed seeing his impressive dick cleave Momma's glistening pussy. She laid a hand over her tummy. Daddy's delicious extract was sloshing around in there, and so was Erik's. Knowing this made Lilly happy. She thought about the lovely face fucking she'd received as they watched TV earlier this evening and, under the blankets, a little hill went up and down as she absently fingered herself. Lilly was no longer concerned about doing such a thing in front of her best friend.

She thought about what was going on in the other room. The first night Lilly slept over at the Vatspalts, Cassy had suggested they sneak down the hall and surreptitiously watch her parents having sex. They had reguarly been taking in the show ever since.

Crawling on hands and knees, they would lay on the floor and peek their heads around the door to the master bedroom. The bed was always illuminated with the tiny lights recessed in the ceiling because Cassy's parents never turned them off. Lilly appreciated this because darkness would have ruined the fun and there was a delicious deviousness to spying that she found highly arousing.

As they watched, Lilly's special place would froth, darkening the crotch of her Hello Kitty panties. When Momma and Daddy finished, the girls would go back to bed. After Cassy fell asleep, Lilly silently masturbated; fantasizing about Daddy doing to her what he did to Momma.

Things were different now. She never wore any clothing in the Vatspalt home and she couldn't remember the last time she'd seen her Hello Kitty panties. But what the spying could never accomplish was Lilly's real desire, which was to be invited to join them. Now, things were looking up. Since being given her lovely cuffs, she found herself frequently bound and placed on display for her second family, or used for their desires, including being a forced audience to her 'parents' love-making sessions in their bedroom.

Her evening binding typically began just before dinner. After undressing, inserting her butt plug and fastening the leather cuffs to her wrists and ankles at the front door, Lilly helped set the table. The metal clips and loops made little tinkling noises as she moved around the kitchen and dining room.

This was most often the time that Daddy and Erik would request Lilly get on her knees. Before doing so, she would dutifully turn around so her wrists could be bound. Daddy always got to go first and she would look up at him with big eyes and open her mouth like a Good Girl as he took hold of her pigtails. Erik went next and when he finished, he would unclip her wrists so she could use the bathroom. She needed to wash her face becasue he enjoyed pulling out at the last minute; shooting his come over her cheeks and nose and eyes.

With that done, Louise or Cassy would then sit her in a chair and dutifully clasp her ankles to the legs and her wrists behind the padded back, thus pushing her breasts forward. The girls would tuck her chair snuggly beneath the table so as to properly present her mounded flesh as they rested on a dinner plate.

Lilly was then spoon fed by Daddy and she found this to be a very loving, giving experience. He would ask her what she wanted and she would tell him. A moment later a fork with the perfect amount of food would be presented to her lips, followed by a sip of wine. If something got stuck to her chin, he would gently dab a napkin to her face before laying it back in her lap. Sometimes, when he replaced the napkin, he would slip a finger or two inside her special place, swirl them around for a moment and then remove them. When he did this, Lilly would shudder against her bindings, her breasts jiggling atop the cool porcelain plate they rested on. He would either taste her for himself, present them to Momma, or gently push his fingers between her lips.

After dinner, she was released to help with the kitchen duties. When finished, they would watch TV or play board games. When it came to watching TV, Lilly would be bound faceup to the ottoman, arms and legs spread widely, her second family's feet resting around her prone body and occasionally tickling her with their toes. At first, she had to be told what to do. Now, however, she skipped over to the ottoman, breasts bouncing as she went, spread herself out over the cushion in a long, lanky X and chirped, "I'm ready!" One of her second family would bind her limbs to the stubbly legs and Cassy would place a small pillow beneath Lilly's head so she could see the screen.

Since being forced to feast from Momma's pussy when Lilly was given her choker last month, the woman now regularly pushed her delicious femininity to Lilly's mouth when she was lashed to the foot rest. The other family members would watch and offer words of encouragment as the show commenced.

More recently, Momma had permitted Louise and Cassy to join in the fun. She was relaxing on the sofa following a breathless climax Lilly had delivered when she said, "Girls, Lilly is your toy, too. You need to play with her or she won't learn."

Momma had plopped down on the couch next to her husband, absently stroking his cock as he watched TV. "Louise is older, she goes first."

"Oh, poo." Cassy crossed her arms over her budding breasts and pouted. "Louise gets to do everything first."

Lilly hardly had a moment to recuperate before Louise crawled onto the ottoman and straddled her upturned face. "It's good practice," Louise said as she pulled Lilly's face to her wet folds. "Every girl is different and the more you practice, the better you'll be."

"It's not fair," Cassy said from the couch. Her slender thighs were spread and she fiddled with her sex as she watched her older sister ride their pet.

Lilly nodded because her mouth was preoccupied with something else. She carefully observed her older sister's adorable facial expressions as the tension built. The little noises Louise made and the way she thrust her hips were all telltales of her pending climax and Lilly took joy in learning her older sister's pleasure points.

Whenever this happened, Lilly's enjoyment of feasting from her gender was obvious; her special place left a dark stain on the ottoman. No one minded the little messes she left around the house. Louise, like her mother, tasted good. Her essence reminded Lilly of nutmeg and cinnamon, with a faint salty aftertaste. It was slick and clear and coated her chin and lips with a shine.

When Louise came, Cassy all but pushed her off and the older girl said, "Hey, you! Be patient." Cassy spat a raspberry at Louise then grinned down at Lilly as she took hold of her friend's pigtails. "You get to me my Good Girl now." Her blue eyes sparked then rolled back as Lilly went to work.

One evening, following an ottoman session whereupon Momma rubbed her special place against their toy's breasts until she climaxed, things changed. Momma stood, released Lilly's bindings and took her by the hand. Daddy followed them upstairs to the master bedroom. He was rock hard and Lilly's heart was racing. Daddy was going to be her first. She couldn't wait and was fighting back tears of joy at the thought of what was to come.

Instead of leading her to the bed, however, Momma took Lilly into the brightly lit closet and placed her back against the binding panel. With Lilly's arms and legs widely spread, Momma secured the cuffs to the clasps in the panel. She then kissed her concubine deeply and spent a few minutes massaging Lilly's throbbing sex. When Momma felt her toy's pleat was appropriately aroused, she turned the handle that deployed the panel at Lilly's waist. Her Good Girl moaned as her long body was contorted and her midsection pushed outward, displaying the rounded points of Lilly's hip bones. Momma knew Lilly's anal plug was being thrust ever-deeper. Being forced in such a way brought Lilly's hairless pussy to the fore, the pressure applied until her pretty pink lips parted. The awkward position also thrust Lilly's breasts upwards so that her strawberry nipples pointed toward the ceiling.

"Momma, please," Lilly whined. "It's too far. My back hurts."

"Sush, baby girl, you're doing wonderfully." Bending to inspect Lilly's femininity, the position had accomplished what Momma hoped; the girl's clit had been revealed. "Sometimes being uncomfortable is necessary." Momma playfully flicked it with her fingers then tickled her tongue lightly against the tiny pink bud. Lilly's breath caught. Her body jumped, the little tinkling of the clasps announcing her reaction. Next, Momma went to a drawer and produced a shiny metal rod that was about an foot in length. In another drawer she dug out a thick, black dildo laced with prominent veins along its impressive length. Lilly mewed. Momma was going to fuck her with it.

But Momma was full of surprises.

The older woman slid the dildo over the rod. Twisting the sex toy, it clicked and locked into place with about six inches of the metal still exposed. She then went to her knees between Lilly's thighs. Lilly heard a snapping noise and looked down to see the dildo protruding straight out from the wall between her legs. From her point of view, it looked as if she actually had a rather large black cock.

Momma adjusted the height and Lilly quivered as the grippy rubber lightly grazed her sopping lower mouth. She tried to press her special place to it, knowing the pressure down there would be enjoyable, but her bindings prevented further movement. The toy was meant to tease, not to offer pleasure. Lilly's plaintive moan announced her fate. "Momma, please. Please don't do this to me. I want it inside me. Please push it into my special place."

Momma only grinned and said, "Pay close attention, sweetheart." She turned and strolled into the bedroom, her firm, heart-shaped bottom wiggling suggestively as she went.

The bed was perfectly framed within the wide closet door and the lights overhead lit the luxurious sheets beautifully. Daddy lounged on the bed and played with his lovely cock as he took in what his wife was attending to in the closet.

Momma joined Daddy on the bed and as their night got going, Lilly realized two things: She loved being forced to watch them and she hated that she was prevented from experiencing pleasure. It was torturous. Her pussy was made to suffer; glazing across the dildo's thick shaft but never with enough pressure to bring a climax. No matter how much Lilly strained and twisted her body to grant herself more pleasure, it was not to be. Her special place throbbed and left another little mess as it drooled all over her thighs and the phallus; eventually dripping to the floor. There was nothing she could do to improve her situation.

From the bed, Momma and Daddy looked upon their toy as a piece of fine art framed in the doorway of the closet. The harsh light cast upon their concubine's long body threw her shadow to the floor. It moved sinewy across the hardwood as her anticipation grew but would never be rewarded. Anna Vatspalt shuddered violently when her husband's hot fount filled her asshole.

Cassy watched Lilly's hand for a moment, set her phone down, and crawled onto Lilly's bed. Straddling Lilly's waist, Cassy ground her sex onto the undulating mound and after a moment closed her eyes, her head tilted back slightly, a soft moan escaped as her ecstasy built. The comforter became wet. Lilly used her other hand to gently twist Cassy's nipple and asked, "Do you like that?"

Cassy kept her eyes closed and grinned her approval. Lilly picked up the pace under the blanket and Cassy did as well, thrusting her hips downward onto the uneven lump of Lilly's shifting knuckles. A dark spot appeared on the blanket. Suddenly, Cassy hitched and said, "Oh, fuck!" Her tiny boddy shuddered and she hunched over, her thighs closing around Lilly's hand. Recovering, she looked at Lilly. "You made me come so quickly!"

Lilly giggled and said, "That makes me happy. Want me to do it again?" She fiddled her fingers beneath the saturated blanked.

Cassy said, "Maybe in a minute." And then she leaned forward and her soft lips were on Lilly's and Lilly accepted her friend's tongue into her mouth and wrapped her arms around Cassy's tiny body, pulling her close. They kissed for some time, tasting and exploring, until Cassy finally crawled beneath the covers. And they kissed some more, their legs wrapped around each other, their naked bodies pressed together and finding a rhythm.

Cassy gently squeezed and fondled Lilly's breasts as they kissed. After several minutes, Cassy withdrew and said, "I want to suck them."

Lilly whispered, "You can do whatever you want to me, Cassy. You don't have to ask."

Cassy smiled and said, "I'm going to hold you to that." Her head dipped beneath the covers and Lilly felt the girl latch onto her breast. Cassy's mouth was warm and pleasant and Lilly cooed as Cassy alternated between each soft mound. Lower still, Cassy's hand wiggled between Lilly's thighs and Cassy whispered, "Your snippa is wet," just before plunging two fingers into Lilly's special place.

Spreading her legs, Lilly purred, "I like it when you do that." Then she grunted because Cassy pushed a third finger inside, curving around her pubic bone and generating some delicious friction on her clit. Cassy's free hand kneaded Lilly's breast while her mouth attended to the other, her teeth biting into Lilly's areola. Lilly's thumbs played with her friend's stiffened nipples.

Cassy fumbled around and then finally placed her body upside down, relative to Lilly's, and moved lower, kissing Lilly's tummy as she went; her lips finally landing on Lilly's mons. Above the blankets, Lilly smiled. "Lower," she said, openening her knees, creating a tent to accommodate Cassy's head. Cassy's feet poked out from beneath the covers and Lilly began suckling her friend's toes because Cassy's mouth had found its way and Lilly wanted to provide something in return.

Cassy giggled and licked and nibbled her special place and Lilly thought she was in heaven. It was better than anything she'd ever felt. Cassy's lips kissed her fitta and when her tongue drove inside Lilly's pinkened rent. Lilly stifled a squeal as she pivoted her hips toward Cassy's mouth. It was wonderful. When Lilly slid her tongue between Cassy's toes, her friend said, "Stop it. That tickles."

"I have an idea," Lilly said and she rolled on top of Cassy, quickly flipping her friend face-up and pressing her to the floor. Pulling the twisted bedclothes from their bodies to allow freer movement, Lilly spread Cassy's ankles and pulled her knees up; folding Cassy at the waist and bringing her friend's fitta to her mouth. Cassy's plumped labia were shiny with feminine moisture.

Fiddling with Cassy's petals, Lilly saw a tiny clear bulb glint in the light thrown by the bedside table; a bubble of froth. Licking her lips, Lilly went after her meal with vigor, plunging her tongue into her friend's decadent sex. It was warm and wet and salty and Lilly feasted upon Cassy's thick labia, intently sucking them between her lips and gently nibbling. Her friend always tasted good and Lilly burrowed her face deeply between the pillowed folds.

Cassy smelled of lingonberries, and the plump roundness of her mons was firm beneath her wandering tongue. The girl's essence was thick and clung to Lilly's teeth and lips; the slight salty taste was delicious. She could hear Cassy's high-pitched hiccups and gasps as she twirled her tongue around her friend's rose-bud clit. As she devoured her friend's pussy, she felt the familiar tingling of a building orgasm between her own thighs.

Cassy took hold of Lilly's hips and pulled them downward so they could pleasure each other simultaneously, their moans muffled between each other's thighs. Lilly's upturned bottom meant Cassy could gain access to her plug and Lilly huffed into her friend's sex when Cassy gently withdrew the device and replaced it with her finger; which felt small and dainty by comparison.

In return, Lilly hiked Cassy's ankles up; resting her forearms on the backs of Cassy's thighs, and slid her tongue between Cassy's sex and her butthole before plunging it into the tightly puckered star. Cassy purred as Lilly probed deeper. Satisfied with her work, she returned to feeding from her friend's snippa while pushing her index finger into Cassy's bottom. Cassy relaxed and Lilly found she could easily insert her finger completely. Slowly thrusting while licking Cassy's clit, Lilly slipped two fingers into her friend's crevice; just as Dr. Malstrom had done to her when conducting the bimanual examination. Cassy whispered, "God damnit. Oh fucking God damnit!"

Lilly whispered, "Do you like it?"

Cassy's hips pressed to Lilly's mouth and her thighs quivered. She cursed again as she violently came. Lilly didn't back down, her mouth feasting upon Cassy's clit as she plunged her fingers to a faster rhythm, along with a third into her friend's bottom. Cassy went limp, her leg occasionally convulsing as Lilly continued to work.

Lilly paused to catch her breath and said, "Cassy, don't stop eating me," and then she dove back into her friend's special place. She pressed her sex to Cassy's face and moaned when her friend's tongue wormed its way inside. The waves cascaded outward from her clit and she started when Cassy nibbled on it. Now she convulsed, her thighs closing around Cassy's face. "Oh, God." And that was all she could say before her climax sent a seismic shock through her body.

A few moments passed before Lilly rolled off and Cassy said, "That was fun."

Lilly purred her agreement. They were both panting and trying to catch their breath. Cassy pulled her fingers from Lilly's snippa, and placed small, delicate kisses over it and her inner thighs. She whispered, "I love you."

This warmed Lilly's heart. "I love you, too. So much."

Her friend kissed it some more, lightly licking Lilly's drooling cleft, "I love your pussy, too," Cassy whispered, nosing into it and then gently poking her tongue inside for another few moments before she said, "It's beautiful and it tastes good and it's so much of what makes you my best friend." She chuckled lightly and said, "I think it belongs to me now."

Lilly said, "You may have to fight Uncle Lars over it. He said, and I quote, 'The softness between your legs belongs to me.'"

Cassy smiled. "That's pretty fucking romantic." Then she fiddled with Lilly's petals. "I'm so happy your body belongs to our family." After a moment's thought, Lilly absently flicked the little medallion resting at the hollow of her neck and nodded.

"Me, too," she whispered.

"Did you enjoy it?" Cassy had left her finger in Lilly's bottom and gently pushed as she spoke. Lilly didn't mind and returned the favor.

Losing herself in the delicious sensation of her friend's probing, Lilly closed her eyes, grinned and nodded. "Completely."

Cassy whispered, "Me, too."

They lay there quietly for some minutes; enjoying each other's touch until a nagging question nibbled at Lilly's consciousness. Finally, she asked, "Does this mean we're lesbians?"

Now Cassy stopped. She sat up and looked at Lilly. "I think all it meant was that we enjoyed it. Momma and Louise make you lick their pussies all the time and do you think that makes you a lesbian?"

"No, but..." She couldn't quite grasp what the last half hour meant and she was unable to explain it to her friend. But it was different than when Momma or her older 'sister' mounted her face. Maybe it was better because they were best friends. Or perhaps it was because their coupling took place privately; away from the other members of the Vatspalt family. Whatever it was, Lilly was confused.

"But nothing," Cassy said. The irritation in her voice was obvious.

"Okay, okay." Lilly felt chastised.

"You like boys, don't you?"

Now Lilly sat up. "Of course I do. If I didn't like guys, do you think I'd let Daddy and your brother face-fuck me all the time?"

Cassy said, "You belong to us. You don't have a choice. Or would you prefer they stop?" She cocked an eyebrow and Lilly didn't like where this was going at all.

"No, no, I love it." She felt a cold chill in the room and shivered. The thought of not belonging to them terrified her. She had no one else that understood her the way the Vatspalts did. Without them, she would have nowhere else to go but home. The thought of spending time with her parents, covered head-to-toe in baggy, unflattering clothing, unable to provide pleasure, was too awful to think about. "Don't even suggest that. I love belonging to your family."

Cassy held her gaze for a moment and then an even grin formed. "Got ya!"

Lilly realized she was being teased. "You little troublemaker!"

Smiling, Cassy said, "We're never letting you go, Lilly. I think if we could tie you up and never let you leave the house, Momma and Daddy would be overjoyed. I would, too. I'd make you lick my pussy all the time." Her follow-on giggle made Lilly smile. Thinking for a moment, Cassy shrugged. "All this means is that you and I can enjoy being intimate with each other and there is nothing wrong with that, is there?"

It seemed she could never stop being small minded. "I see what you mean." Lilly pushed another finger into her friend's bottom and Cassy grunted. They lay in silence again - lost in thought - their hands gently thrusting.

Pulling Lilly's fingers from her bottom, Cassy finally said, "I want to try something." She dislodged her own fingers from Lilly's ass and pulled away.

"What?" Lilly turned over and watched as Cassy crawled on her bed to grab Mr. Ruffles, the stuffed unicorn she slept with for comfort. She then reached into a bedside table and withdrew what looked like a gray, plastic cucumber, along with a pink and purple plastic bottle Lilly recognized immediately. There were little purple lips on the nozzle and Lilly knew where those lips were meant to kiss. Eyeing the gray thing, Lilly asked, "What is that?"

Cassy turned it in her hand, a bemused grin on her face. "I dug it out of Eirk's closet. It's the toy submarine Louise used to stretch her snippa with when she was younger. Now, turn over and get on your hands and knees."

Lilly guffawed. "No!" She put a hand to her chest in surprise.

Cassy was kneeling at Lilly's feet. Mr. Ruffles stared at Lilly around his rubber horn. It was ridged with swirls and topped with a ball shape to prevent injury.

"Let me try."

"Cassy, no!" Lilly giggled again but she could see her friend was serious. She shook her head. "No."

"You can do it." Cassy placed the rubbery plastic submarine against Lilly's ankle. "I'll go slow." She waggled the Angel Kisses bottle of lube. "And it will go in easy once I squirt some of this inside your butt. I'll put some on both thingys."

"No, Cassy."

"C'mon, please? You can do it to me next." She pouted. "Remember, you're our Good Girl. You have to do what we ask of you. Momma said."

Softly, Lilly said, "I know." Her special place was already frothing again.

Looking at Lilly intently, Cassy pressed Mr. Ruffles' horn to Lilly's mouth. Lilly smiled and parted her lips, accepting the toy. It was no surprise Mr. Ruffles tasted like Cassy's pussy. Lilly had observed her friend push it into her special place several times. To Lilly, it felt a little like a stiff kuk in her mouth, which was comforting. As Cassy began pumping. Mr. Ruffles stared at Lilly with huge doe eyes and a goofy horsey smile.

Cassy scooted close, pushing the submarine into her own mouth; her eyes never leaving Lilly's. She smiled when she waggled her foot against Lilly's fitta. Both girls giggled. Spit dripped off Mr. Ruffles and onto Lilly's thigh. Cassy said, "Urn round."

Lilly laughed again and pulled Mr. Ruffles from her mouth. "I can't understand you with that toy in your mouth." She laughed harder and so did Cassy. Lilly turned away from her friend, presenting her bottom and feminine pleat. Lowering herself onto her elbows, she said, "I can't believe I'm doing this."

Cassy gently pushed Lilly forward until she rested on her elbows. "No, Lilly, all the way down, so your butthole opens." Lilly slid forward, turning her face to rest her cheek on the mattress, before sliding her knees apart. She had folded herself in half, her bottom and special place raised and ready. Cassy said, "Bring your arms down by your ankles."

Lilly obeyed, sliding her thin arms like angel's wings as they came to rest against her ankles. The clasps of her cuffs jingled and her heart skipped when Cassy quickly snapped them together; her left wrist to her left ankle, her right wrist to her right ankle. Lilly was completely immobilized and placed in a very accommodating position for what Cassy was planning. "Oh gosh," she whispered. Cassy pressed the ball of Mr. Ruffles' horn to Lilly's sex and gently twisted. "Jesus!"

She accommodated him, but he was larger than expected. Her labia stretched tightly around its circumference and she whimpered. It turned out that the ball was the trickiest obstacle because once Cassy forced that part inside, the funnel-shaped horn slid in easily, like her chromed tulip-shaped butt plug. Lilly sighed contentedly as Cassy seated Mr. Ruffles completely, the safety ball stretching her vaginal canal as Cassy pushed. It was definitely a more intense sensation than when using her wine bottle. She could feel his soft nostrils against her clit and mons and giggled at the sight she probably presented. Thinking back to all the artwork around the Vatspalt home, she thought of herself as a statue and gave the piece a title: Toy Unicorn Impaling Bound Nymph.

Cassy began pumping and it was only a moment before Lilly began to grunt in rhythm to Mr. Ruffles' intrusion. She felt the little purple lips of the lube bottle against her tightness, then felt them push inside. She trembled when the warm lubricant was injected. Cassy worked her fingers around Lilly's butthole, gently plying it open until Lilly relaxed. Cassy's tongue entered her ass and Lilly purred. The feeling was amazing and she told Cassy about it.

"The lube tastes like strawberries," her friend said.

"Um...please don't stop." She pushed her bottom toward Cassy's face, desirous of the girl's tongue to penetrate her more deeply.

Cassy kept her promise and went slowly, her tongue dipping in and out, encircling the puckered opening over and over until Lilly's body went limp. Next, Cassy pushed a finger into her bottom. And in another three minutes, another finger. Finally, Lilly felt the submarine against her opening. Cassy said, "Just relax, Lilly. I'll go slow."

"Do you promise?"

"Shhh. Yes, I promise."

"Okay."

Cassy gently turned the bath toy as she pushed forward.

"Oh. Ummm." It was better than trying to do this by herself. That she was completely at Cassy's mercy and bound to her own limbs was intoxicating. Lilly melted into the pillow and thought about Uncle Lars giving her a good face fucking while Cassy drilled her with Mr. Ruffles and Erik's bath toy. It was late and she held back the yips and squeals she usually made when she came out of respect for anyone else in the house that may have been sleeping.

"One of Uncle Lars' clients has a cabin at Lake Tahoe," Momma said following dinner a few weeks later.

"Just another benefit of selling yachts to Tech Money," Erik noted. They were sitting at the dining room table playing a board game. Lilly's turn had passed and she dutifully slid from her chair and crawled between Louise's slender thighs. She had been told to work her way around the table, licking pussy and sucking cock as she went.

Pushing her nose to Louise's smooth mons, Lilly jabbed her tongue inside her older sister's special place. Nibbling her sister's clit, Louise gasped and took hold of the back of Lilly's head, her hand twisting into Lilly's long, dark hair. "That's my Good Girl," she said huskily while further opening her legs.

The game paused until Lilly brought Louise to a thigh-clenching orgasm. When Lilly poked her head above the table, her second family was smiling at her. Louise's cheeks were flushed and she was breathing heavily. So was Lilly.

Daddy said, "Uncle Lars called to say we could use the place for the weekend."

"Really!" Cassy exclaimed. Her eyes were bright with excitement.

Daddy nodded. "But your mother and I can't go. There is a charity dinner at the museum Saturday."

Momma, her cheeks also flushed because Lilly had feasted on her pussy earlier said, "But your uncle said you kids can have it if you're all available."

Lilly had never been to Lake Tahoe and said, without a thought to asking her real parents for permission, "I can go. Let's go. Please, can we go?"

Erik said he had a soccer game Saturday morning but could drive up after. Louise and Cassy had nothing going on and it was settled the girls would go up Friday afternoon, with Erik arriving Saturday. They discussed the logistics of who would take what car, what food would be purchased and what the address was. Lilly looked up the location on her phone and saw the home was situated lakeside.

The girls piled into Momma's van Friday morning and headed northeast, toward Sacramento. It took a long time and they passed it by singing songs and taking selfies. She quietly enjoyed the vibrations and road undulations transmitted through her butt plug as they trundled along. For fun, as Louise drove, Lilly and Cassy occasionally kissed each other or pressed their bare breasts to the windows as they passed big rigs. A long, blaring horn would follow and the girls would laugh hysterically.

Lilly was surprised to see how much farmland surrounded the state's capital and found the vast Sierra Nevada mountain peaks breathtaking. They stopped in Truckee, a small town about 30 minutes from Lake Tahoe, and found a grocery store. Winter was coming and the air was cool as they stepped from the van.

Their nipples went stiff as they walked across the parking lot. None wore much in the way of clothing - lightly colored leggings and long-sleeve fitted workout tops that were low-cut and cropped to show their belly buttons. The clothing unabashedly revealed their bodies and the fact that they wore no undergarments. Several bag boys noted their arrival and slyly followed them around the store as they shopped.

Cassy took Lilly by the hand. "Let's get some stuff to make salads."

Louise said, "I'll go get some booze."

The girls shopped around and picked up food that would be easy to make: fruits and veggies, frozen pizza, frozen waffles, eggs, bacon, stuff for sandwiches, bags of chips, milk, water, juice and lots of unhealthy snacks. They found Louise in front of a beer cooler chatting with two men.

They were cute in an outdoorsy way, with light stubble on their chins and slender frames. They were wiry and tanned, and looked like they spent their free time snowboarding. Louise was laughing and flirting with them. Lilly caught sight of their erections; one guy with his hand in his pocket slowly stroking himself. Lilly giggled and said hello in the same instant as Cassy.

Louise turned, lightly flicked her hair and said, "We decided to have a party tonight. This is Daniel." She pointed at the guy with long dark hair. "And that's Timothy," who had close-cropped strawberry blond hair. The guys, who looked to be in their mid-20s, shook hands with Lilly and Cassy and their eyes crawled over Lilly's breasts. Their smiles were bright and white and straight.

In another life, Lilly would have been embarrassed that these men stared at her tits. But that was then. She pulled some hair behind her ear and smiled back. "My eyes are up here, you two."

Both guys went red in the face and Cassy said, "Don't worry about it. Lilly has amazing tits. Everyone loves looking at them, even me!" To emphasize her point, Cassy cupped Lilly's generous mounds then tweaked her nipples.

Lilly laughed, cursed at her friend, and said, "Jesus, Cass, you're so bad!" Both guys had silly grins on their faces that Lilly found adorable.

"Do you mind if we bring a few friends," Daniel asked.

"The more the merrier," Louise said. She touched his arm and laughed. "Since we are supplying the house, you bring the booze."

The guys were fine with that arrangement. Louise gave them the address and the girls headed to the cash register.

The house was lovely and sprawled across the lakefront property. Massive wood beams, cozy furniture, a professional-grade kitchen and multiple bedrooms and bathrooms made the Vatspalt home small by comparison. Parked lakeside was a large day cruiser boat and Lilly thought back to her wonderful afternoon on the yacht. The glittering lights of the casinos on the south end of the lake twinkled across the still black water as the sun drew down in the west.

The girls dragged the groceries in and then selected their bedrooms. Lilly's room was large, with a king bed and sturdy log furniture. Centered on the wall over the bed was the head of an imposing 14-point buck. There was a fireplace in the corner and a door led to a connected bathroom with an oversized walk-in shower and jetted tub. She unpacked the few clothes she had, undressed, and went to find her sisters.

Poking her head into different rooms, she found them in Louise's room, which was the master suite. Her sisters were also nude and they showered together in preparation for the party. Lilly was tasked with bathing and shaving her sisters before tending to herself. She didn't mind the chore as she enjoyed touching their bodies and her sisters were complimentary of her attentiveness.

Kneeling down on the floor of the shower, Lilly was shaving Louise's special place when she asked, "Would you like me to eat you out?"

Louise looked down at Lilly, her eyes brimming, and said, "You're turning into such a good girl. Thank you, Lilly." Louise stroked her toy's wet hair. "Maybe later."

Shrugging, Lilly said, "Okay, no problem." She offered the same to Cassy, who also politely declined. She didn't fell bad about the rebuff; she liked being a good girl even if she wasn't providing pleasure.

They got ready together, all three of them in front of the large mirror in Louise's bathroom. They blared music from the home's incredible audio system and danced around naked before dressing. Her sisters brought Lilly a new outfit to wear for the evening. It was completely white, the lowcut sports bra featuring a zipper that nestled between her breasts and the leggings had a similar design with a zipper that ran from her tummy all the way down, between her thighs, and up between the cheeks of her bottom. Cassy had a similar outfit in soft pink and Louise's was robin's egg blue. Lilly thought they all looked like Easter candies and couldn't help hugging and kissing her sisters to show her appreciation.

Daniel and Timothy showed up with nine other guys and five women who all appeared to be about the same age; if any were older than 25, Lilly would have been surprised.

Flannel shirts, jeans and sturdy shoes were where their wardrobes landed, which made Lilly, Cassy and Louise stand out in their skin-tight athletic attire. Not surprisingly, the guys were drawn to the girls from Palo Alto, whose slender bodies were on full display in their clingy clothing. Lilly caught many of them stealing glances at her chest and when she made eye contact, they'd look away nervously. Her confidence made her bold.

The mountain girls were friendly and Lilly thought they were very pretty in a plain and wholesome way. She hit it off with one girl, Morgan, who had curly mocha-colored hair, was petite, and busty. She wore adorable glasses with thick pink frames that highlighted her pale freckles. At some point the glasses had been tweaked because they sat a little crooked on her upturned nose. Lilly thought Morgan was the cutest nerd she'd ever met.

As they chatted and drank beers, Morgan eyed Lilly's stomach and said, "I like that look." She then unbuttoned her robust flannel shirt at the bottom and tied the ends into a knot below her breasts, exposing a flat tummy and a bellybutton pierced with a tiny sapphire. Morgan did a little pirouette, turning her backside to Lilly. She batted her eyelashes and giggled. "What do you think?"

Raising the hemline of the shirt also revealed a perfectly round bottom, which looked great in the tight jeans she donned. Lilly thought "bubble" was an apt description of Morgan's ass. "I think you're adorable." She didn't realize she licked her lips but she did feel the familiar stirring between her legs.

Morgan curtsied and said, "Let's sit."

They found an enormous leather couch that was completely vacant and when Lilly sat down, Morgan nearly landed in her lap, she plopped down so close. A mountain guy handed them new beers, toasted them and then wandered off. Sitting shoulder to shoulder, Morgan said, "That choker is so cool."

Lilly fiddled with it. "Thanks, the Vatspalts gave it to me." She had already told the story of meeting Cassy, but left out the very personal details of the relationship she shared with the Vatspalts.

"Can I touch it?"

Lilly giggled and presented her neck. Morgan ran her fingers along the velvet and Lilly trembled. She was sitting with her legs open - as she'd been taught by the Vatspalts - but as Morgan played with the necklace, Lilly casually slid them closed and rubbed her thighs together, relishing the fabric slipping between the folds of her pussy.

"I love it. I've never seen a charm like that."

Lilly beemed. "It means I belong to their family." She was very proud.
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