Incest/Taboo Miracle Cream

"It's okay; I'll let it play for tonight," Dayana chuckled.

"Well, Cory, don't you want this hot pussy?" Cassy asked lustfully as her thighs trembled as her clit rubbed along that foot-long fuck stick.

"Seems you want your boyfriend's cock, given the way you're rubbing that pussy against it," Cory mused with a coy smirk.

"Mmmhmm," Cassy hummed as she passionately kissed him as she sank down on his pole. She didn't know why she loved being with Cory since she's only had sex with two other men in her life. Yet now that she's had something that thick in her pussy, she wasn't about to give it up. That was why she had become his slut, at least in part. Hearing her sex on the air as she rode him hard as his hand held onto her ass. While she couldn't take all of his cock like Dayana could, nevertheless, she was determined to make sure the man beneath her never got bored with the pussy he was fucking. Her cream flowed down his covered cock as Cory teased her clit with her ring. How she just loved that thing, especially when Zoe played with it whenever they were in bed together. Feeling her pussy clenching and unclenching as it sought to return back to its normal size once the head of his cock left her canal.

"Cory, since the fire has pretty much died down, how about we take this inside? Because I really, really want to be loud," Zoe spoke, holding her hand out to him as Cory took a huge swig from his second beer.

As Cory rested against the passenger door of his car, looking like his soul had been sucked out of him and trying not to be frightened by his sisters' driving since Dayana and Zoe had switched off at the hour mark. Since that Friday, he hasn't heard a peep out of his ex; he hoped that would put a stop to whatever was going through her head. He still couldn't believe she thought he would just drop to his knees and take her cheating ass back. Cory had more respect for himself than that.

"See, Cory, not a dent, scratch, or accident," Zoe said chipperly as she pulled into Cassy's driveway that Wednesday afternoon.

"Your taste in music is atrocious, though, my poor, poor baby. Don't worry, I'll..." Chuckling when Zoe slapped him on the chest after handing her brother the keys. Holding the seat forward, helping Dayana out of the back, seeing the light film of pollen coating his car. He knew he was going to have to wash it when they got back; he knew he needed to wax it, too, since it was due for one. "Hey, Pixie?"

"Hmm?" Cassy hummed, peeking around the trunk lid as she got her bag out.

"Is there like a coin-operated car wash around here?"

"Why go there? We got the supplies; I'm sure my daughter wouldn't mind helping," Delilah said, startling Cory, who she was currently standing behind. "Our party isn't for another three hours; if you're worried about getting your clothes wet, you can use the guest bathroom to change in," she offered, unbeknownst to anyone that there were hidden spycams set up in there to catch their guests in an undressed state. However, what she really wanted to see was what Cory had between his legs. It had been gnawing at her ever since he had turned her down the night at the beach. She would never use the videos she took against anyone, nor would she release them on the web; those were just for her enjoyment. Plus, with how Cory wasn't taking the bait she put out there during their sessions, she was getting a little frustrated.

"I don't mind helping to wash your car, Cory; least I can do for what we did at the lake," Cassy muttered a little bashfully, feeling her face heat at how her mother was eyeing her. Noting how Zoe and Dayana were digging out one of their clean swimsuits they didn't wear while they were there and one of Cory's.

"You sure, rather not cause a flood in your driveway before your big event, whatever that might be," Cory spoke, turning to look back at her. Wondering why he was getting a little nervous at the smile that was on her lips.

"Quite sure," Delilah said in an almost purr. "I know Sam has some wax and a buffer you can use after you've washed your car." While she was eager to taste the men that would be coming to the party that evening, it was the man before her that got her pussy wet at what laid beneath his jeans. Since she knew Cory wasn't dating anyone that she knew of, she knew getting her to wish wouldn't be too hard. "Sam!" Delilah called out to him, knowing he was manning the grill at the moment to cook the food they always put out for such parties. It would be very bad if the men couldn't perform as they should, so an influx of protein was needed to keep their points sharp and hard.

"What is it, hon!" Sam hollered back as he walked around their house. "Oh, hey Cory, thought you were just dropping Cassy off," he said, smiling fatherly at his step-daughter, who waved hello to him.

"Honey, Cory needs some supplies to wash his car after the long trip, and you know how much you dislike those coin ones..."

"Yeah, they tend to use a lot of hard water, which is very bad for your paint," Sam muttered, nodding along.

"Well, he might need a wax too, so I thought he might be able to use your buffer if you don't mind," Delilah said sweetly as she looked over at him. Seeing how he leaned back, eyeing Cory's car through the gaps of their own.

"Yeah, sure, I'll set them out for them; Cory, you do dry your car off with terry towels, don't you?" Sam asked, taking the maintenance of his car's paint job very seriously.

"Of course," Cory answered.

"Good, I got a lot of them, so you don't need to worry about using regular towels. I know how those will just scratch the clear coat on it. Just give me a few," Sam called back to them as he went to the shed where he stored such items while the ribs he was cooking slowly smoked on the grill.

"Now," Cory looked at Delilah oddly when she looped her arm around his and began to lead him to her house, "let me show you to the guest bath," Delilah uttered in a sweet, alluring tone.

"Cassy?" Dayana spoke as she fitted her bikini top to her chest.

"Yeah," Cassy mumbled, trying not to drool as she watched her woman's breasts bouncing in her own, which Zoe leaned forward and swayed her firm orbs before her eyes.

"Why does it feel like your mother is trying to fuck Cory?" Dayana asked, inching down her jeans so she could get into her bottoms.

"Because she is," Cassy said truthfully. "She's been trying to get him interested for the past two months, ever since he blew her off at the beach," she stated, noting the anger in Dayana's eyes.

"Then I think we should be leaving..."

"Dayana, I think that might cause more problems. Mom is a smart woman if you two just run off together, knowing this was supposed to be a swinger party. She's going to wonder why? And you're not all that subtle with how you look and touch Cory, so she's bound to piece the clues together. By law, she is required to report such things to the police, and I don't want that. One: it will make Zoe sad; two: they'll take Cory away, and I'm not giving him up, three: then word will spread around town, and you'll have to move to escape it, and I'll lose Zoe, again something I'm not going to let happen. I know you don't like it, Dayana; that's very easy to see," Cassy said, gesturing to the look on her face. "Yet you had to know something like this was bound to come up. You might be able to pull off that Cory is your boyfriend at the parties we go to, yet Mom knows the truth. Do you want Cory to go to jail?"

"No," Dayana grumbled.

"Hey, I understand how you feel; I don't like Cory slipping his dick into anyone else either," Cassy said, feeling her face heat at the look Zoe was giving her. "You already knew that, Zoe."

"Yeah, but you've never said it out loud," Zoe intoned as her bottoms eased up her thighs.

"Then why not just get it out of the way and skip the party?" Dayana asked, crossing her arms along her chest.

"Yeah, that will just put up more red flags and make Mom really wonder what the motivation is behind it. Now, I'm not into the lifestyle like Mom and Sam are, but I think we need to stay just to keep an eye on him, so no other women gets their hands on Cory," Cassy stated firmly.

"I take it Mom and Dad will be here?" Zoe asked, her fingers running along her ass, straightening out the fabric.

"Don't know; they don't tell me or show me a list of guests that will be coming, but I assume so. They had been here quite a lot since we all came home from the beach," Cassy informed them.

Meanwhile, in Delilah's bedroom...

Delilah wiggled her ass into her mattress as her laptop rested on her lap. Quickly bringing up the wireless cams that were dotted around the guest bathroom so she could get all the angles she could to view her subject to her heart's content.

"Now, show me what you got," Delilah whispered low as her eyes wouldn't look away from Cory's form so she wouldn't miss a thing. No matter if she was recording it, she wanted to gaze at him with her own eyes live, not a record, at least not yet if what he had said was true that night. Watching how he stuffed his socks into his shoes, her grin played along her computer screen as Cory got to his feet. Feeling her nipples hardening as his hand went to the waist band of his jeans. The moment his pants moved down his thighs, her jaw dropped. "No, fucking way?!" she muttered low as she zoomed the camera in. Something she knew she could do without getting caught, given the price she paid for them, as she stared unabatingly at Cory's semi-hard cock as it just swung freely. "Well, guess he wasn't lying about it," Delilah muttered as she began to rub herself through her pants as she couldn't take her eyes off of it. "Wonder how big it is," she mused as she noted how Cory looked down at it and then back to the door. Her grin grew wider as she noted how he walked towards it and turned the lock.

"Oh, you don't worry about me; you just stroke that cock," Delilah spoke to her computer as her right hand blindly reached over and opened her nightstand drawer. Pulling out her rabbit so she could pleasure herself to the sight before her. "Yes, get it all nice and hard for me," she purred, wiggling her pants down enough so she could rest her rabbit against her clit. "Holy fuck!" Delilah gasped at the sight of Cory's now hard manhood. "Oh, yes, Cory, fucking jackoff for me, let me know what that cock cums like," she panted heavily as her rabbit was going to town on her little bud; as her eyes were glued to how his hand moved along his hard, long shaft. "Do you want someone's lips wrapped around it, someone's head bobbing on that pole? Don't you want my tongue teasing that hard cock for all its worth?" Delilah moaned, feeling her orgasm approaching. "Don't you think of bending me over and sliding that cock into my wet pussy?!" Biting down on her lip to keep her squeal from flooding her house. Now more than ever, she wanted that cock of his - namely, deep within her pussy. Her eyes widened in disbelief at the amount of cum Cory shot into the toilet bowl. "It's no wonder Cassy said it was a mass flood in her pussy when they had first had sex."

Saving the video to a separate file with Cory's name on it so she could always return to it whenever she wanted to masturbate. Moving her laptop off her lap and sucking her rabbit clean before returning it to her drawer before she rose from her bed. Her shirt and bra fell to the floor of her bedroom as she walked to her bathroom. She had a party to get ready for and a cock to tease to rise for the night.

Cory arched an eyebrow when his sisters and Cassy were waiting for him when he exited the bathroom. He noted the look in Dayana's eyes, wondering what had pissed her off. "So what's the deal with the greeting?" he asked, looking down when Cassy took his pants and shoes from him before she quickly put them in her room for safe keeping.

"I think we need to talk outside, away from prying ears," Zoe whispered, her hand lightly touching the underside of his left arm.

"Okay, what's going on?" Cory asked as he filled up the bucket with water from the hose that Sam had set out for him. Watching the sods frothing around the container. "Do what?!" he hissed as his hand released the trigger of the nozzle of the water hose when Dayana whispered to him why Delilah wanted him at the party that night. "That's not..." Feeling a little creeped out at the smile that was on his sister's lips.

"You might have to, Cory," Cassy said low as she dunked the sponge Sam had left out for them. "You know Mom well enough by now to know she isn't stupid. Think for a minute if you just take off with just Dayana in tow; even if Zoe went along with you, it would still raise those types of questions," she spoke as she and Zoe began to wash the grill of his car.

"And your okay..." Taking a step back when Dayana shot him a glare that said she was not okay with it.

"But in order to keep our lives from all the world to know and to be separated by years in jail," her hands balled into a fist before releasing a breath, "I'm willing to put up with it for tonight and only tonight so she will stop sniffing around. Maybe getting her brains fucked out of her will sate her obsession for you," Dayana said with hope in her voice before she went to wash the left front fender of his car. She was quite pleased when she noted Cory's brooding look in his eyes that he wasn't comfortable with sleeping around on her. How that just made her so happy to know he did care for her to the point where he saw it wrong to go sleeping around with other women that weren't his sluts. Flashing him a look as her breasts rubbed into the windshield of his car. Noting how intently he was looking through the passenger window as her wet breasts rubbed along the glass.

Cory stood back as Zoe was spraying off the hood of his car. Watching how the metal flakes played through the water as it beaded off the paint. Loving how his little pony gleamed in the light, dancing away when Zoe tried to spray him with the hose. Hearing Cassy squeal as the cold water struck her on her bare stomach. Cory looked behind him as Cassy used him for cover.

"Zoe, don't you dare, or no more of what you like," Cory said sternly as he pointed at her, who had a wicked grin on her lips as she pointed the nozzle at him. Jumping into action as he saw the water heading towards him only to catch it in the back. Zoe's squeal filled the air as she dropped the hose as she took off across the lawn with her breasts bouncing away.

"Cory!" Zoe shouted, using one arm to keep her breasts from slipping out of her top as he held her over his shoulder as her free hand beat against his back.

"Pixie, have you ever wanted to play the bongos before?" Cory asked with a devious smile on his lips as he carried his sister towards Cassy.

"No, don't you dare!" Zoe exclaimed, trying to wiggle out.

"As a matter-of-fact, I have, and what a fine specimen you got there," Cassy said, joining in on the fun while eyeing her girlfriend's tight ass.

"Give us a few beats, will ya?" Cory spoke, never losing his smile as his sister wiggled on his shoulder.

"Just listen to that sound," Cassy mused as she playfully spanked her girlfriend's ass like she was playing the drums. "You best put her down now; she's gotten a little excited."

"Cassy!" Zoe gasped in horror, yet it wasn't a lie; she had felt her bottoms soaking up her nectar.

"What you get," Cory said from over his shoulder as Dayana held out a towel to him so they could wipe down his car. "How's it going, Sam?" he asked as the four of them were nearly done drying off his car.

"Man, that is one pretty car," Sam muttered in envy as the sinking sun's rays glinted off the paint.

"Oh, I know," Cory replied with an amused smile.

"Thought I come over and see if you knew how to use the buffer; now that I've seen your tires, you've never used a tire shine, have you?"

"The one time I took this to a professional car wash, they put that stuff on, and it just slinged all over my car; I hated it; a waste of money," Cory stated as he dried off the brake lights.

"Yeah, they probably used a water-based solution; what they should have used is the gel form. No tire sling," Sam said, smiling when Cory quickly stood up. "Want me to go get the bottle?"

"Don't you have..."

"The ribs will take a while to finish, and the rest aren't going on until about twenty minutes before the party, so I don't mind showing you how to make your tires pop. It will help if you take this beauty to those car shows Cassy has mentioned," Sam stated, keeping his chuckle to himself at how Cassy looked away when Cory peered over at her.

"Sure, if I'm not going to be pulling you away from anything," Cory said politely. Seeing Sam nodding before quickly heading off to his shed, where he kept his car care products. Nodding along when Cassy was telling him how to use Sam's buffer that she had seen him use countless times.

"Put the wax on clockwise and buff it out in a counterclockwise motion," Sam spoke from behind them with the bottle, the foam applicator, and a rolling stool in his hands. Giving Cory a quick demonstration on the hood, wishing he had a car like Cory's as he saw his reflection of the new waxed hood.

While it had taken him an hour to wax and buff his car, the one time, he had done so by hand. With the buffer, he had it done in twenty minutes, with enough time to watch how Sam applied the tire shine gel to the rear right tire. Nodding along when Sam was telling them what to do and depending on how shiny he wanted it and the coats it would take to get that shine. Yet Cory liked how it looked with the coat Sam had placed on the other two left-side tires. Given how he wasn't planning on leaving until well after the party started so he knew the gel would be dried by then.

"What'cha think?" Sam asked as he and Cory stood back, admiring his handy work.

"Okay, I'll admit it does make the car pop," Cory stated, watching the light playing along his now waxed car.

"Sam!" Delilah called out to her husband as she stood in the doorway.

"What is it, hon?" Sam answered, turning to face his wife.

"We're out of rum, and you know how Steven puts up a fuss when he has to drink something else. Would you mind going to the store before it closes?"

"Sure, hon, Cassy, mind putting this all up?" Sam asked in a fatherly voice, keeping his eyes from ogling the three of them in their swimsuits.

"Sure, Dad," Cassy said happily, smiling at Zoe as she helped to gather up the items.

"Mind giving an old man a ride?" Sam asked with a toothy smile, knowing Cory had his keys on him due to the jingle in his pocket.

"But won't...."

"Nah, it's been long enough for it to dry, so it shouldn't sling off, kind of why I use the gel," Sam stated, seeing Dayana running off towards his home and rushing back out a minute or two later with Cory's wallet in hand.

"Hop in," Cory gestured once he nodded to Dayana when she said to be safe.

Sam was grinning like a fool as Cory slowly backed out after making sure the road was clear. Running his hands over the interior as Cory drove them toward the ABC store. Feeling himself being thrown into the back of the seat when he asked Cory to show him what the car had under the hood. Laughing like mad at the shocked looks on the people's faces that were in the other car beside them when Cory punched it, barking the tires as he did. Knowing how much trouble he would have gotten into in his youth if he had a car like Cory's. Noting Cory's nod when he said he would be quick before bounding out of his car and into the store as the car idled. Hearing the rumbling just following after them in a long echo as Cory drove back towards his house, noting how Cory glanced down at the fuel gauge that sat in front of the gear shift.

Wondering just how much gas the car burned through on any given day, feeling it shift as Cory pulled into the gas station. While Cory was fueling up, Sam took the opportunity to really check out Cory's interior. Wondering what the cigarette plug did, slipping it into the port, watching how the interior was lit in a soft blue light that came from beneath the dash and behind him just beneath the rear bench seat. He had to approve, seeing how it kind of matched Cory's paint job that was blue in the light and black once the sun went down or in a shady area. Moving his hand away from feeling the leather of the driver's seat as Cory opened the driver's door before sliding in. Watching the reflection of the driving lights coming on in the store's window as the sun started its decent into twilight before Cory pulled away from the pump and back out onto the road.

"So, honey, did you enjoy your ride?" Delilah asked, walking elegantly down the walkway in her best sexy dress she had all to entice Cory to stuff her pussy as Sam eased out of Cory's car once he had pulled to a stop in their driveway.

"God, I want one now; thanks for giving this old man a smile," Sam said from over the roof of Cory's car as Cory eased out of it at the same time. Seeing his nod when Cory locked up his car, doing the same with the passenger door. Noticing how his parking and headlights flashed and the chirp as Cory armed his alarm.

"Cory, I know you weren't planning on staying for the party, and I thank you for choosing to, and I know you might not have the attire to wear for the evening. But do go freshen up. We wouldn't want you smelling of wax during it," Delilah said alluringly as she waved to her house.

"Still after him, I see," Sam mused, seeing the hunger in his wife's eyes when he asked that.

"I want that fat cock," Delilah whispered in need.

"Is it really that large?" Sam asked; he had since long ago stopped getting jealous of his wife's desire for strange cocks. Not that he wasn't fucking equally tight pussy, or younger women when they hosted a party. While their lifestyle wasn't for everyone, he was just glad their marriage hadn't waned like many he had seen happen whenever some new couple came into the mix. He knew a vast majority of marriages failed whenever they opened up their marriages to the swinging lifestyle. He just hoped theirs didn't go that way.

"Oh, it is; I'll show you while you get ready. I already took care of the ribs, and Cassy handled the shrimp for you, so all you have to do is get ready," Delilah said, lovingly rubbing her husband's chest as they walked toward their home.

"Holy?! Alright, I can understand your obsession now," Sam whistled as he rubbed his towel through his hair after his shower as he stood watching the video his wife made.

"Mmmhmm," Delilah hummed like a hungry predator.

"So, how are you going to approach him?"

"Hmm... can't say yet, he hadn't responded to the hints I gave him during our sessions, so I might have to be more forward," Delilah spoke, feeling her mouth water, her body heat at what it would feel like touching, sucking, licking, caressing, fucking something that large. Now she could understand why Celeste considered herself a size queen. She knew if anyone got fucked by something like that, normal cocks just wouldn't feel the same. Pondering if Cory knew how lucky he was to have such a tool in his pants as she and her husband watched the spycam video she had made earlier.

"Well, I know Cassy and Zoe, along with Dayana, might not stay for long once the party gets to that point. Think you're going to be able to get Cory to linger around for a moment longer?" Sam asked with a knowing smile as he got dressed for the party. While he wouldn't mind taking a poke at Dayana or Zoe, yet he couldn't do that to Cassy, nor was he going to ruin the friendship they had built with Jairo and Celeste trying to score with their eldest daughter.

"As long as I get the dick I want, Cory can head home before the party gets to that point; I don't think he wants to see his parents fucking strangers. Seriously doubt he remembers the time he stumbled upon us at the beach," Delilah said offhandedly, unaware that Cory did remember bits and pieces of it.

"Yeah, don't think any eighteen-year-old boy wants to see that," Sam agreed. "How do I look?" he asked, displaying himself for his wife's inspection.

"Handsome as the day I married you," Delilah said lovingly as she caressed his left cheek. "Come, our guest will be arriving soon," she stated, taking hold of his hand and leading him out of their bedroom. Only to stop in their tracks as Cassy's door was opened just enough for her to peer into her daughter's room. Only to find Cassy on her knees with her lips around Cory's cock as she sucked him off. Dragging Sam quickly off so Cassy wouldn't realize she had spied on them. Unbeknownst to Delilah, that was the main reason Cassy left her door like that since she knew Cory hoped she would make her move early so he could head home.

"Hey, you two!" Celeste's voice filled the entranceway of Delilah's and Sam's home as she and Jairo stood on their stoop. It wasn't lost on either one of them that their son's car was sitting in the driveway. They would have thought their children would have been home by then, not at their friend's place.

"Come on in!" Delilah said, welcoming them into their home with a warm smile on her lips. "You're the first ones to show up," she spoke from over her shoulder as she showed them into their living room, where Zoe and Dayana were already relaxing.

"Umm..." Jairo began to speak; he wasn't about to let his girls see him fucking strangers.

"Don't worry, they'll be gone before the fun starts, I assure you," Delilah whispered to him as she lightly laid a hand on Jairo's forearm. "I just thought, at least for the beginning of the party, they could hang out and enjoy it," she informed them, not telling them she had planned on having Cory in one of her many rooms.

"Oh, you have to try the ribs I cooked up for tonight," Sam said with a toothy smile, remembering how Celeste looked like bouncing on his cock. Hoping their children didn't take it the wrong way if they ever found out about them.

"Look forward to it," Jairo said, squeezing Celeste into him.

"Can I get you four something to drink while we wait for the other guests to arrive?" Sam asked, playing the good host.

"And I'll see where the other two are," Delilah muttered before turning around and heading back up the stairs in hopes of seeing more of Cory's cock, just not her daughter slobbering all over it. Keeping her sadness from her face when she saw Cassy leading Cory out of her room as she stepped onto the second floor. "I was just coming to find the two of you," she said in a motherly voice. "Our guests are arriving, and it would be rude if the two of you were off doing something untoward." Smiling at her daughter as Cassy walked past her, only to stop Cory with a hand on his chest. Waiting for Cassy to get out of earshot before she spoke, "I've chased you long enough, Cory; I want that cock," Delilah purred into his left ear as she pressed her breasts into Cory's chest. "Is my daughter good at pleasing this hard thing?" she said breathlessly as her hand rubbed Cory's soft manhood.

"Wouldn't you want to know how well her mother can make this cock cum like? Wouldn't that be the ultimate trifecta of having fucked both mother and daughter? I know you had to know this was going to happen tonight. You don't have to stay the whole evening; once our guests all arrive, if you give me what I want, you can go; see, not a hard request, is it?" Delilah spoke, her need lacing every word she spoke. "Think about it, Cory; I know Cassy can't take this cock like I know I can. I know it has to be frustrating not getting the whole thing wet; I promise you if you give me this cock you won't regret it." Turning on her heel as another knock came upon the door. Swaying her ass as she descended the stairs leaving Cory to ponder on her request.

"Cory, what are you all doing here?!" Jairo whispered low as he and Celeste were clustered around their son, with the other three standing close by as Sam and Delilah greeted the newcomers.

"Delilah wants to fuck me; why she kept us here tonight," Cory replied in the same low tone.

"Yeah, okay, I can understand that; you did blow her off that night," Jairo mused.

"Cory, you best not let her go bareback; that's only for your mother," Celeste whispered heatedly.

"Oh? Don't like sharing, huh?" Cory uttered, seeing his mother shaking her head. "Odd, coming from a swinger, isn't sharing like the main principle of the matter?" Smirking when his mother slapped him on his chest before they moved off to greet new arrivals they'd met over the past month since Jairo's jobsite in Texas had been shut down until the inspectors had finished their work.

"So, what's going on?" Dayana asked low as she held her beer in her left hand as Zoe and Cassy clustered around them.

"It'll be soon, then we'll leave," Cory said, seeing Dayana's firm nod.

"Good, the moment we get home, I want you to shower that woman off, understand me?" Dayana muttered sternly. "Sorry, Cass." Cassy just waved her hand through the air.

"I get it; I'm kind of annoyed too; the only pussy that needs to be on that cock is ours," Cassy whispered to Zoe's and Dayana's agreeing nods, unaware that Celeste enjoyed her round on Cory's pogo stick.

"You know, just be glad you look good with it in your mouth," Cory teased, seeing their cheeks heat as he moved off to the kitchen to get him something to drink.

"What'cha doing, Cory?" Jairo said from behind him as his son dug through the tub of ice that was filled with bottles of beer.

"Looking for something to drink, but all they got is beer and liquor," Cory grumbled, he wasn't about to stay any longer than he had to, and he wasn't about to drive his car if he had a sip of beer. He wasn't about to get pulled over for underage drinking and driving.

"Here, Cory," Celeste cooed, holding out a plastic cup filled with Coke-Cola, something she knew her son hated. Yet it was all they had or water. "Sorry, I know you..."

"I'll deal with it," Cory cut in, grimacing at the taste of it before returning back to the living room. Cory, his sisters, and Cassy stood clustered together in the living room, just talking amongst themselves as the other partygoers did the same.

"Cory, why don't you go get another drink?" Cassy asked low as he had been babying his ice-filled cup for the past ten minutes.

"Don't like Coke, and that's all they had," Cory said sadly.

"Give it here, and I'll fix you up, don't worry," Cassy winked at him as she took his cup and sauntered to the kitchen. While Sam and many others enjoyed Coke's taste, she, however, didn't, so she kept a few bottles of soda she preferred hidden from Sam so he didn't toss it out. Seeing how Sam despised Pepsi. She didn't know why but she wasn't going to go looking too deeply into it. "Better?" she asked with a warm smile when she watched how he took a sip of his refilled glass once she had returned.

"Much, thanks," Cory said, seeing the luster in Cassy's eyes when he said that. Cory was growing tired of waiting; he just wanted to get this over with and go home as the last few guests were taking their sweet time in showing up. However, it would seem that Fate was about to stick its nose in Cory Miller's life once again as a loud knock came upon the door. He wasn't paying much attention to what was being said when Sam and Delilah greeted whoever it was. He personally could care less about the happenings of swingers. It wasn't a lifestyle he was interested in as it appeared his parents were. If they wanted to slut around, he didn't care; it wasn't his life. Plus, he had a girlfriend, a girlfriend who he knew would behead him and bury him in the backyard, while placing a dead dog on top of him to throw off the scent of his body, while planting endangered flowers on his grave so the cops couldn't dig it up to find his remains. Not something he ever wanted to experience. Nonetheless, the moment some unknown man and his ex stepped into the doorway of Delilah's living room, his body grew still.

"Cory, what's...? Oh shit," Cassy cursed under her breath at the site of the teenage girl. She did not like the wicked smile she had on her face as she stared at Cory, nor did she like how that red dress clung to her body as she stood beside her date. Noting how Cory shuttered when the girl mouthed to Cory: 'I'll be seeing you.' As she ambled off with her date to greet the others.

"Cory, relax; I'm sure she isn't going to start anything, at least not here," Zoe whispered to him.

"You don't know her; that's exactly what she'll do," Cory snapped. Noting how his mother was slyly eyeing him as she chatted with his ex's date. He could see the worry in her eyes at the aggravated look on his face.

"Oh, speaking so coldly of me, are we?" Cory's back went rigged at the sound of his ex-girlfriend's voice. "That's not very nice, Cory; after all, we do have a lot to get caught up on, don't we?" A sinister light played along her eyes as she brought her bottle to her lips as Cory slowly turned to peer at her. "Imagine my surprise to find you here, in the house of a well-known swinger hotspot. I didn't know you were so adventurous, Cory," she purred, her blue eyes running down his body, lingering on his groin, the image of his cock playing out before her eyes.

"Didn't I tell you to leave my man alone?" Cassy spoke, pressing her body against Cory's back to play up the act that they were indeed dating.

"Now see, I would really hate to make a scene and ruin these good peoples' night. So how about you take that slutty ass over there somewhere," waving to the other side of the room, "while Cory and I get reacquainted. I'm very good at making a scene, aren't I, Cory?" she spoke in a challenging light. Loving how those jaw muscles worked as he fought from cursing up a storm.

"I can handle Alex; you go get yourself another beer," Cory said over his shoulder while keeping his tone as even as he could.

"You sure?" Cassy whispered as she made Alex watch as she teased Cory, who did not seem to enjoy what she was doing to his body.

"I'm sure; go tell you know who, if she wants it, I'm not waiting any longer to meet in the room I changed in," Cory spoke in a vague tone, knowing Cassy would know what he meant by that. He wasn't sticking around any longer now that his ex was there. That would just ensure something would happen when she didn't get her way.

"See, Cory, I always knew you were smart," Alex cooed as she tipped her beer to him as the others filed off. "Baby," her voice took on a sweet tone as she closed the gap between them, "I know I've hurt you, and for that, I'll always be sorry, especially since I've given up on this," she purred, blatantly running her hand along Cory's cock. "Yet see, I just like sex, and well, I just took the opening before me with Daniel. I never thought you would catch me. I am sorry you had to see that; I truly am," Alex uttered, pressing her lithe body against his. Reminding Cory just how alluring it was as she took his hand and placed it on her ass.

"See, my sugar daddy doesn't mind if you touch me or if you fuck me, and Cory, since you're here, that only tells me you're into this lifestyle." Spinning around, rubbing her ass against his groin, getting the cock she had masturbated to and daydreamed about when her sugar daddy was fucking her to get hard for her. "I know you're going to end up fucking me tonight; I'll make sure of it. When you do," her sultry tone filled the air as she rubbed her body against his to show how good she would feel on top of him, "I'll make sure you'll forget all about that bitch and come back to me because baby, we're going to be around each other for so long. Think about that while you decide on when you're going to fuck me tonight; now I have to get back; he does tend to get a little jealous if I linger for too long. And Cory," stopping, peering over her shoulder, "don't make me wait too long, or you'll know what will happen," Alex said ominously as she sauntered away.

"Cory? Who was that girl, and why did it look like you wanted to vomit?" Jairo asked low in a fatherly tone when he could slip away from the group he was just conversing with.

"My ex, that won't take no for an answer," Cory hissed, "I need you to run interference for me. Can you do that?"

"Okay, but why?"

"Because I am not fucking that bitch!" Cory growled low, taking his father aback at the venom of his words.

"Cory, son, just what did she do?"

"Cheated on me with a jock," Cory spoke, moving past his father when he saw Cassy giving him the signal.

"Hello, Cory," Delilah cooed as she stood nude, waiting for him in the guest bedroom.

"We do this; you'll stop hounding me?" Delilah wondered why there was a strain in the tone of his voice when it wasn't there before, so she knew she wasn't the cause, pondering if it was one of her guests that had put him in the mood.

"Yes, Cory, you fuck me with that cock, and I won't be dropping hints like I have been over the months," Delilah said, sauntering up to Cory as he took off his shirt and dropped to her knees.

Cory ambled quickly down the stairs after twenty minutes of making Delilah moan like a harlot. He was surprised the party guests didn't come looking for the source of the noise, yet no one heard a peep of Delilah's moans due to the soundproofing they had installed in the rooms for such events. His ears strained to hear where Alex was, slipping out the back door so she wouldn't know he wasn't in the house any longer. Texting Dayana that it was done, and he was leaving, nodding when his sister sent back to give them two minutes to make their own way out of the house.

"Go, go, go," Cassy stated hurriedly as she slid into the passenger seat once Zoe and Dayana were settled into the back.

"That bastard?!" Alex snarled as she heard the start of a car out front. "Cory!" she shouted as she watched his mustang speeding off. "Don't you worry, I'll find you, Cory; when I do, you're not going to leave my sight until I'm thoroughly done with that cock of yours," she growled.

"I think not," Celeste stated, startling Alex and causing her to spin around to face her. "You're going to leave my son alone, understand? You're going to stop whatever it is that you're doing, or so help me, you'll be seeing the inside of a jail cell. It's obvious that my son wants nothing to do with you, so find someone else to harass," she said in a protective motherly tone. "Or should I just call the police now and have them take witness statements that you're stalking my son? Think long and hard about what you're going to do; if I get a whiff of your ass around my son, you'll know a world of hurt unlike anything you've ever seen," Celeste said darkly as she went back to the party.

That night as the Miller household was fast asleep, a shadow crept along the front of the house. The clink of the aluminum ladder kissed softly against the window that led to Cory's room. She was going to get that cock; she was going to make sure Cory never left her ever again. Alex was going to make sure of it. That was until she was lit up with a spotlight on the police cruiser that just so happened to have been driving by at that moment.

"Ma'am, I'm going to have to ask you to come down from there?"

"I live here..."

"No, she doesn't," Dayana spoke, opening the front door. "This girl has been stalking and harassing my brother, and when he told her no, she went crazy?!" she said, playing up the act.

"I did not!"

"Ma'am, I'm going to need you to come down right now," the officer ordered once again as his hand rested on his taser.

"Cory?!" Alex hissed as she peered back at the window only to find her ex-boyfriend just standing there, waving bye-bye to her with an evil grin on his lips. "We could have been so good together, Cory!" she screamed as the officer wrangled her towards his patrol car as the Miller family had gathered outside.

"Officer, I would advise gloves; no telling what she has given the men she's been fucking. And no bitch, there will never be an 'us' you killed that when you couldn't keep your legs closed," Cory spoke as the officer read Alex her rights before putting her into the back of his car after patting her down. Nodding along when the officer told him how to go about getting a restraining order placed on Alex. Thanking the officer as he took the information from him, knowing what he would be doing the moment he woke up before he went to work that afternoon. He knew Alex would be out the next day, given trespassing was only a misdemeanor, yet it did give him cause for an RO. Heading back inside, with Dayana hot on his heels, hoping that this would put an end to Alex's attempts to get to him. However, he wasn't all that hopeful.​