Incest/Taboo Miracle Cream

"I'll get the hose," Cory said, wiggling his eyebrows, referencing the night at their beach rental house, causing Dayana to burst out in laughter.

"What? No lotion?" Dayana asked from over the roof as they both got out at the same time.

"Only if you let me rub it onto your ass," Cory replied sinfully, peering over at her at the sound of his door closing as he walked to retrieve the garden hose.

"Deal!" Dayana purred as she walked towards the front door of their home. "Cory, keys!" she called back to him when she found it locked. Pulling out her phone and setting Cory's keys by the door as she ambled toward the garage. "Hey, Mom," she answered once the line connected.

"How soon will you and Cory be home?" Dayana could hear the worried tone in her mother's voice.

"We just got in," Dayana informed her.

"You mean you're home now?"

"Mmmhmm, about three minutes ago."

"Dayana, what are you doing?" Celeste asked as she heard the garage door rolling open.

"Oh, me and Cory are going to give his car a wash to get all that salt off of it, then probably do some clothes and get a bite to eat," Dayana said, seeing Cory dragging the hose towards his car.

"So you two aren't going out tonight?"

"Nah, we're pretty tired from the drive; I think we'll probably stay in for the evening," Dayana answered as she loaded up the bucket Cory uses to wash his car with the soap and sponges, also grabbing a few of the terry towels Cory had bought in bulk due to the ones in his trunk being dirty.

"So, how did he do?"

"He got seventh place; he wasn't happy with the judge's rulings and what they told him to remove. Which you know Cory, he isn't going to remove a thing from that car," Dayana said, sauntering out into the driveway. Warning him with a point of her finger and that stern older sisterly look on her face when Cory pointed the nozzle at her.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Do you think he'll want to go next year?" Celeste asked, praying that he wouldn't.

"Nah, I don't think so, but who knows, in a year, Mom."

"Ah, I can understand that, but I'm glad the two of you are home. I was worried. So, how are the two of you doing?"

"Oh, we're getting better; we talked a lot and realized that, yes, my anger drove me to that, and Cory's overconfidence in his cock made him overlook what he was doing and how hurtful it was. But..." Walking off as she felt her cheeks heating as Cory squirted the car wash soap into the bucket he bought from Wal-Mart.

"But what, honey?"

"You should have seen Cory on Monday," Dayana said dreamily.

"Oh?!" Celeste's interest perked up at the tone of her daughter's voice. "Do tell, what happened?"

"Well, see, Cory and I were having a lunch date, and this guy just walked up..." Hearing her mother softly chuckling as she explained what she told the man. "Then Cory just jumps up and decks the guy in the jaw, like I've seen Dad do when someone thought to put hands on you."

"Really?!"

"Mmmhmm, God, it made me so hot watching Cory put that douche in his place," Dayana sighed.

"I know the feeling."

"Then well... Cory was really, really sweet last night," Dayana said in a sweet girly voice as she twirled her hair.

"Hey! Don't tell her that!" Cory barked.

"Hush, you, you were sweet; you can't lie about that, nor will I," Dayana retorted with a broad grin as she gazed at him.

"So spill, what happened last night?" Celeste asked, sitting up in her desk chair, very intrigued to hear how their night went.

"See, he booked us a table at this really, really beautiful restaurant, candles, flowers, the whole nine yards," Dayana said, moving her hand through the air out before her. "Talking all sweet to me, the light touches on the back of my hand, we did a few slow dances given how they had live music going on. It was so wonderful," she sighed, "then, of course, I proceeded to fuck his brains out once we got back to our room."

"Naturally," Celeste giggled. "Well, honey, I'm happy your home and safe; how do you and Cory feel about a movie and pizza night?"

"Sounds good, Mom," Dayana nodded against her phone.

"Well, I better go; you two don't tear up the house, hear?"

"Yes, Mom," Dayana said, rolling her eyes. "Where's Zoe anyway?"

"Oh, she and Cassy went to the mall a little before lunch to get stuff for them before your semesters start back up."

"Ah, I was wondering where she was; okay, we'll see you when you get home; love you, Mom," Dayana said before hanging up. Reaching in and grabbing Cory's keys as he was in the middle of washing the hood of his car. Hurrying over to the trunk and unloaded their bags, and carried them into the house. Setting Cory's down gently, knowing how fragile the gifts he had picked up for Zoe and Cassy were on his bedroom floor, before going back down to carry hers up to her own room. Then skipped out the door to help her boyfriend wash his car.

"Cory?" Dayana hummed as she was wiping the right fender dry.

"Yeah," Cory said from his squatting position as he wiped the wet brake dust off the left driver-side tire rim.

"What do you think about taking me to the bank Monday so I can get my own card for our account?" Dayana asked, while technically it was his bank account, and it was his seed money that she had ballooned to now thirty grand due to some good picks and selling at the right time. Since they both were now using it to buy things they needed, she saw it as their joint account.

"Okay, when do you want to go?" Cory asked as he tossed the soiled towel off to the side and pulled a clean one off the pile.

"Say after breakfast," Dayana answered, blushing under his gaze, smiling at his nod as Cory was drying off the windshield. "Look whose home," she said, nodding to her left as she was wiping her half of the roof dry as Cassy's car pulled to a stop along the curb.

"You're back!" Zoe's squeal was high as she ran with outstretched arms toward her sister. "I'm so jealous; you smell like the ocean and look, you even got a little tan going on," she said, pouting in a teasing way. "You so have to tell me how your trip was... after you finish and we have to unpack our things," Zoe spoke in a happy tone to have her siblings home.

"Hey, you two," Cassy greeted warmly. "I hear someone's going to be a daddy soon," she purred as she walked around the back of Cory's car, seeing the knowing smile on Dayana's lips as she was drying off the window, mirroring what Cory was doing as he peered over at her. "Don't you think this dragon's hold," folding the waistband of her jeans and dark blue panties down, showing off the tattoo she had got to tell who owned her pussy, "would look good with its own little dragon in it?" Cassy cooed; a lustful light flashed along her eyes as an equally sinful smirk formed on her lips.

"Maybe; why don't you bend over, and we'll find out," Cory retorted with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"I just might do that," Cassy purred, the pad of her index finger pressed lightly on the bottom of Cory's chin, drawing him to her lips. "Welcome home, daddy," she whispered, her amusement danced in her glacial blue eyes as she pulled away from their kiss.

"You so aren't going to let that go, are you?" Cory called after her as she and Zoe walked back to her car.

"Nope!" Cassy chuckled.

"Cory, I made us some sandwiches, so come down!" Dayana called up the stairs as she heard Cory rummaging in his room after they had finished drying off his car.

"Okay, one sec."

"So, what did you all do down there?" Zoe asked excitedly as Dayana sat down across from her and Cassy as they sipped on their drinks. Listening with interest as Dayana went over the events that happened during the week. "Damn, Cory, who knew you were this big white knight defending the virtue of your girlfriend," she teased the moment Cory came into view. Giggling at the eye roll that got out of her brother.

"And romantic to boot, who would have guessed with that sarcastic exterior of yours," Cassy taunted with a good-natured smile.

"Well, I see two ladies that don't want their presents; maybe I should just mail them back and ask for my money back," Cory stated as he moved behind Dayana to his seat, noting how the two of them were very interested in the word presents.

"What did you get us?!" Zoe asked, with Cassy nodding along.

"What'cha think, should I?" Cory asked, not hiding his mischievous grin as he looked at his older sister.

"Cory?! Don't be a tease," Zoe pouted, "give me?!" she said, holding out her hands across the table, eager for her gift.

"Well, since your birthday is next Wednesday, I thought you might like these," Cory said, placing the small velvet box in Zoe's hand. Seeing the confused and intrigued look in his sister's eyes as she pulled her hand back.

"Oh, Cory, they're beautiful," Zoe gasped as the emerald earrings gazed up at her once she opened the box.

"Cory... I hope you didn't forget about me?" Cassy asked, batting her eyelashes at him. Sitting up in her seat as Cory set a three-inch tall, rectangular, gift-wrapped box before her.

"Be careful, I had it custom-made, and it's fragile," Cory stated, munching on his potato chip as her eyes darted from the box and him. When she tore off the wrapping, he saw the quizzical look in her eyes as she just looked oddly at the plain brown box. Then once she opened it and pulled out the figurine, Cassy just burst out in hysterical laughter when her eyes fell on the punk-rock-looking pixie with hair to match her own with a little carved plate in the glass at the figurine's feet that read 'Pixie Queen.'

"I hope you haven't forgotten about my birthday," Dayana spoke, dropping a hint.

"Already had yours planned months ago," Cory said into his glass.

"I love it, Cory; I hope it didn't set you back too much," Cassy said, feeling her cheeks heat at the shake of his head. Noting how Zoe leaned over and examined her face and the figurines.

"It sort of looks like you, Cassy," Zoe said after a few moments of examination.

"It should since the glass blower I hired used her picture."

Zoe just patted Cassy's right arm as Cassy sucked on her lower lip as she gazed at Cory. Knowing how much her girlfriend had continued to fall for her brother, yet past events in her life kept her from broaching the subject. Not that she minded, really. This way, she got to be with someone that really loved her and got the dicking she greatly enjoyed without Cassy considering it cheating.

"If I didn't know better, Cory, I'd say you were trying to woo my heart," Cassy said affectionately.

"Wow, did not know that was a part of your vocab?" Cory teased as she playfully kicked him beneath the table. "And if I was going to woo you, I can be far more suave and charming. But alas, Dayana would have my head, and Zoe would cut off my nuts before the beheading," he spoke as his sisters nodded vehemently. "And you say you're the Queen of White; I see a lot of red in you," Cory joked, referencing Alice in Wonderland.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll show you all the white you can get later," Dayana purred, recounting how much of her cream had coated his tongue and cock during their trip.

"So, what's your plans for tonight?" Cassy asked as the two of them were almost finished with their late lunch.

"Hang out at home; a little tired of driving and not eager to fuel my car up again anytime soon," Cory answered, popping the last corner of his sandwich into his mouth.

"How much did it cost you round trip?" Zoe asked, taking a sip of her drink.

"About three hundred," Cory said over the crunch of the chip in his mouth.

"Man, glad mine sips gas in comparison," Cassy whistled.

"Yeah, but it doesn't vibrate your pussy like my car does, now, does it?" Cory asked with a sinful grin.

"True," shifting in her seat, "it doesn't," Cassy agreed.

"Here, I'll clean up; you two go get unpacked," Zoe said, taking their empty plates from them, and Cassy grabbed their equally empty glasses.

"Yes, you did say something about rubbing lotion into my ass," Dayana said torridly as she took hold of the front of Cory's shirt and pulled him up the stairs to her room.

"Wait! What?!" Zoe and Cassy shouted from the kitchen.

"God, that feels so good, Cory," Dayana sighed as she rested on her stomach, her right cheek laid on top of her interlocked fingers with her eyes closed, just enjoying the feel of Cory's hands on her ass.

"Oh, like it, huh?"

"Mmmhmm," Dayana hummed. "But you know I love it when you play with my ass."

"True," Cory lightly chuckled. After a few more minutes, Cory heard the soft breathing of his sister, a tone he's come to know well since they've been sleeping in the same bed for nearly two months now. Slowly easing off the bed so as not to wake his sister and eased her bedroom door closed so she could enjoy her nap.

Cory was in the middle of dumping his dirty clothes out onto the floor before he put them into his knit bag that hung on his wall when Zoe and Cassy hurriedly walked into his room with a bottle of lotion and bottomless. Looking oddly at the two of them as they marched straight for his bed, which they laid in the same position Dayana had taken on her own.

"We want what Dayana got," Zoe informed him.

"Mmmhmm, now come over here and squeeze your sister's ass," Cassy said in a flirty manner, giving Zoe's ass a few light spanks.

"Oh, and what shall be squeezed first, my cock or her ass, I wonder?" Cory mused as he ambled over to his bed.

"Who said it couldn't be both, huh?" Zoe spoke, peering back at him the best that she could.

Cory watched the two of them kissing as he straddled Zoe's right leg and Cassy's left. Listening to their mewing as each hand kneaded an ass cheek while Zoe's and Cassy's right and left reached down and started to tug his shorts down. Seeing the hunger in their eyes as they uncovered his soft member. Smirking wickedly as, the two of them buried their face into his mattress, causing them to lift their hips as Cory teased their labia. Grinning like mad when Cassy released a low groan as he teased her clit ring.

"My, my, you two, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you missed me," Cory spoke, glancing down as his sister and Cassy both were stroking him off to get him ready for the main event.

"If we have? Will you stick this big, hard, thick dragon in this Pixie's tight, wet pussy?" Cassy purred, thrusting back on Cory's fingers.

"I might, but as you can see, my hands are occupied, so I can't fetch a condom so we all can hear the Queen of the Pixie's death scream," Cory said, adding another finger to Cassy's cunt, feeling her folds just gripping his fingers as they explored her sex.

"Cory? Don't I get some weird fantasy name?" Zoe asked, feeling left out since Dayana and Cassy had their own. She thought it made the three of them closer, or that's what she thought anyway.

"Sure, Snow White, we might as well get this tight pussy all nice and creamy to match the name, no?" Cory asked, watching how his sister's arm reached out, pulled open his nightstand drawer, and reached in, removing the long string of condoms he had stored in there.

"The Princess has an appointment with something hard and pointy; make sure she's satisfied," Zoe said, holding his condom out to him as she peered back at him with this mischievous grin on her face. "You forgot she was a princess, didn't you?" she asked, noting Cory's arched eyebrow and how Cassy was trying not to burst out laughing at how much she was enjoying this. "Well, chop, chop, you can't keep the Princess and her Queen waiting, now, can you?" Zoe teased, seeing the loving light in Cassy's eyes when she called her, her Queen.

"Oh, a little mouthy, aren't we, huh?" Cory intoned, spreading his sister's ass cheeks, and angled his covered cock downwards to her hot, wet peach. Listening to her groaning as he inched deeper into her pussy. "Not so high and mighty now, are you? Nah, look at that pussy just gripping me, eagerly sucking me back in all to make her..." Zoe howled out in bliss as Cory thrusted hard into his sister, causing a torrent of her orgasmic juices just to flood her canal.

"Cory, don't forget this dragon's hold is all nice and tight; why don't you come stick it where it belongs, hmm?" Cassy purred as she wiggled her ass at him. While she might never be comfortable with doing this with any other man, she knew Cory wouldn't hurt her like she had seen her father do to her own mother when she denied her father sex. Sucking in a breath as she felt the head of his cock just breaching her entrance, making her pussy just mold to it as he inched deeper into her welcoming heat.

Cory grabbed his knit bag off the wall as he looked back to the two naked, sleeping women on his bed. Noting how they cradled each other in their arms with smiles on their faces. Walking quietly out of his room, knowing in less than a month he would be in college, he had tried to hide how nervous he was about it from everyone, yet he couldn't hide it from himself. He knew he couldn't screw up. He knew if he did, he would only be hurting himself in the long run since he could no longer act like the carefree boy of his youth. Pulling out his phone from his pocket as it began to ring.

"Hey, Mike, how's Alabama?" Cory asked and answered when he brought his phone up to his ear.

"Hotter than all fucking hell!"

"Well, what did you expect when you went that deep into the south, snow?" Cory teased as he set his knit bag down in front of the washing machine, knowing how much his parents wouldn't enjoy it if they found out he did his own laundry. Not that he minded; if his mother wanted to do it, who was he to stop her.

"Ha, ha, very funny, Cory, so how was the beach? Did you get laid?" Mike snickered.

"The beach was awesome; it's the beach; what more is to say about it? And yes, I did so happen to get laid while down there," Cory stated as he walked out the back door to attend to his chores that were put off while he was away.

"Bullshit?!" Mike called him out.

"Oh? Are you sure you want me to send this? Don't know how you'll take seeing my cock deep inside a mid-thirties woman," Cory taunted.

"Yeah, right, you pulling a woman that old is like me walking on..."

"Did warn you," Cory said after sending his friend the picture he had taken when he and Alice were in the porta-john.

"Holy fuck?! Just how big is that fucking thing!"

"Don't think you want to know," Cory chuckled. "So, did you and your dad get you set up in your dorm yet?" Walking around the backyard, seeing what needed to be done as he was on the phone with his friend.

"Yeah, but it's fucking crowded as fuck in here!" Mike grumbled.

"Oh? Why?"

"They put four of us to a damn room while I got it to myself for now, but in a few weeks, my roommates will be filing in, then it'll be noisy as all hell; it kind of makes me wish I stayed home and went to UNC at least then I'd have my own damn bedroom."

"Yeah, I do enjoy my own bedroom, soo much space to do things in," Cory teased his friend mercilessly.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh it up while you can, but by the time I come home on break, I'll have more pussy than you."

"You sure about that? Already have a hundred or so college chicks hounding for a ride on my pole, so you'll have your work cut out for you," Cory stated, chuckling as he felt his friend's frustration over the line. "So you coming back during Thanksgiving?"

"Nah, too much hassle for such a short break, be back during Christmas, though. Promise, we are so going to hang out when I get back into town."

"Cool, we'll hit the town and see what trouble we can get into."

"Oh, that's a fucking given," Mike said, laughing along with Cory.

"Biff called the other day and said about the same thing you did about the dorms; it seems I'm the one that lucked out in that department," Cory said, taking a poke at his friend.

"Weird thought he would call me."

"Yeah, said he didn't want to interrupt you when you were moving in, said he'd hit you up this weekend, though."

"Ah, well, I can understand that; yeah, moving in was a fucking pain. Going to hate it when I have to move out when summer hits."

"Yeah, that long ass drive can't be all that fun with your dad, but you don't have to deal with a murderous Pixie, so..."

"Are you really tapping that hot ass chick?"

"Oh, yeah, just left her on my bed the moment you called," Cory said, grinning evilly at his friend's groan.

"Dude, one of these days, you're going to have to take me with you and hook a brotha' up."

"Oh, thought you were the playboy of the group, odd."

"Shut up?!" Cory just couldn't help but burst out in laughter at that.

"So, have you heard from Jess yet?"

"Yeah, but it was only a one-sentence text. You?"

"About the same knew the glamor of SoCal would blind her," Cory said, with hints of sadness in his voice.

"What can you do, man? If she doesn't want to talk not much, we can do about it. She might be so deep in lesbian pussy that it's got her brain fried at the moment."

"Yeah, could be; listen, I should get to work on these chores before dinner."

"Sure, man, at least that's one thing I don't have to worry about for a long time," Mike teased. "You working this weekend?"

"Nah, quit; the new boss was like, you either show up or you're out of a job, so... got lots of time now."

"Well, if I can get Biff onboard, you want to set up a Call of Duty tournament Sunday?"

"Oh, hell yeah, I do; I haven't had much time to play lately," Cory said with a smile on his lips.

"I bet it's all that pussy you've been getting."

"I'm not telling. Alright, man, glad you're safe down there, don't get into too much trouble, don't think I have the bail money," Cory joked, saying his goodbyes to his best friend before hanging up and pocketing his phone.

"Cory? What'cha doing out here?" Dayana said groggily from her one-hour nap as she stood at the back door of their home.

"Weeding," Cory said; he was still working off the money his parents had given him for the alarm system he had installed in his Mustang.

"I'm sorry I fell asleep on you," Dayana said bashfully as she closed the door behind her to lend Cory, a hand.

"It's cool, you were tired, plus, you did let me play with your ass, even let me stick the tip inside," Cory lied, smirking at his sister when her hands went to her ass.

"You didn't?!"

"No, but your reaction was priceless," Cory chuckled, laughing when Dayana slapped him on his shoulder.

"So, what else do you have to do?"

"Just straighten out the yard and give it a mow after raking these up," Cory said, waving to the discarded weeds he had pulled from his mother's flower beds.

Dayana was humming along to Lady Gaga's 'Bad Romance' as she was raking up the weeds into a pile that would be thrown into her mother's compost pile. Putting on a show for Cory as she rolled her ass at him as she worked the rake like it was a pole in a strip club. Seeing that hungry light in his eyes as she ground against the plastic shaft of the rake. Bursting out in laughter as Cory waved his money in the air as he was still on his knees finishing up the last of their mother's beds. However, dropping the rake, putting some swagger into her hips as she approached him. Watching how his eyes just moved with the sway of her hips as she teased him with the waistband of her blue yoga shorts, spinning around and bending over alluringly taunting him as she inched the material down along her ass, showing off her grey Calvin Klein thong that covered her mound. Gasping, her eyes narrowed, then closed as Cory pulled aside her thong and just ate her pussy like there was no tomorrow. God, she felt so alive being eaten out in their backyard, granted no one was able to see them, still it was a thrill, nonetheless. However, it wouldn't do if Cory was walking around with her pussy juice all over his face, so she proceeded to lick it clean. How she loved tasting her sex on his skin.

When Cory walked into the shed to pull out their lawnmower, he primed it and gave it a few pulls; once he had it out on the lawn, it still wouldn't turn over. After checking the gas and making sure there was enough oil in it, which both were full, he tried once again, and still, the mower failed to turn over. Taking a step back, his chin in his hand, his thumb brushing along his jaw as he tried to figure out what was wrong with the mower. Since it had started the last time, he had used it. After making sure nothing was mechanically wrong with it that he could see without tearing the mower apart. Cory went inside, through the back door, and into the garage, digging through his father's tool chest for a socket and rachet. Scowling at the blackened spark plug, knowing it was the cause of the problem. Rolling the mower back inside the shed, eyeing his father's weed trimmer, it would do the job just slower. However, when he went to check to see if there was any fuel in the canister his father stored the two-cycle fuel in, he only found it empty. So that put a damper on his work around, and there wasn't enough in the weed eater to do the backyard.

"Hey, Cory, so your home?"

"Yeah, but we got a problem; I sent you a picture," Cory said once his father had answered his phone.

"Okay, hold on... shit, where did you pull that out from?" Jairo asked as he viewed the picture of the burnt sparkplug his son had sent him that rested on the little wooden bench in the shed.

"The lawnmower, after I tried starting it a few times, it just wouldn't turn over, so I went about seeing what was wrong with it, and that's what I pulled out of it. Would use the trimmer, but there's no gas for it."

"Knew I forgot to do something before I left." Cory heard his father curse. "Well, it is kind of late to go running across town just to get a single sparkplug. I'll text you where to go and the make and model of it, and the guy there will know what kind to get you." Looking at his phone, reading his father's text, knowing the place was indeed on the other side of the city, noting the time on his phone when it was five till four. He knew he wouldn't get to the south end of Durham in an hour that the place closes due to rush hour after he had looked up the place online. So he knew he would have to make a trip out there in the morning.

"Okay, I'll go the first thing in the morning," Cory said; Dayana came walking into the shed and hung up the rake, and set the bucket his mother uses to carry all the discarded weeds back into its normal spot.

"Let me know if that doesn't work."

"I will; Dayana wants to know when you're coming home?"

"Next weekend, we still got months of work to do down here."

"Okay, I'll tell her; well, I'll get off of here," Cory said as he stepped out of the shed as Dayana began to lock it up.

"Tell your mother I'll call her tonight, love you, son."

"Mmmhmm," Cory hummed before ending the call. He still didn't think they had redeemed themselves enough for him to utter that phrase.

"You go get cleaned up; Mom will be home soon," Dayana said, placing a soft kiss on his cheek when they entered the house. Hearing the TV going in the living room, her eyes were on his ass as Cory bounded up the stairs. Feeling her pussy humming from the cunnilingus Cory had given her as she moseyed into the living room to join her sister and Cassy. Who oddly found her way up the stairs as the bathroom door closed.

"What'cha doing, Pixie?" Cory asked as he was stripping out of his sweaty clothes as the shower heated up.

"I miss the sponge baths, and I want that in my mouth," Cassy spoke, her eyes never leaving his swinging cock.

"Oh? Do you now? Interesting," Cory mused as he slipped his hand inside the shower, testing out the water. "Didn't know you could shower with clothes on," he teased, watching her quickly getting undressed. Cory had a cocky smirk on his lips as Cassy slipped naked into the shower.

Feeling the hot water on her back as she closed the gap between them. Her arms wrapped around his neck as her glacial blue eyes stared into Cory's deep lime green ones. Moaning into his mouth as she felt his hands on her ass as her tongue rolled within his mouth. Feeling his cock growing between her legs, slowly slit-surfing on it just to coat it in her hot pussy juice. Her lips trailed down his chest, tasting the lingering salt that clung to his skin. Her nose ran along the length of his shaft, inhaling the scent that came off his cock.

As it inched into her mouth, her eyes fluttered at the taste of her sex on it. Hoping that after she and Zoe graduated that she could always get this cock when she wanted it. Praying she could find a nursing job within the city, so she didn't have to leave the woman she loved and the cock she greatly enjoyed fucking. Her eyes watered as ten inches of his cock rested in her mouth and throat. How she just loved the feeling of it bulging out her throat as she was growing better at deepthroating his dragon. Her eyes smirked up at him as Cory just unleashed his torrent of cum down her throat, where Cassy thought it truly belonged as it filled her stomach.

Winking back at him as she left the bathroom after drying off and washing his body like she had for so many weeks. Glancing down, watching how he rubbed his groin dry before she left the bathroom. She knew when Dayana graduated, it would be up to her and Zoe to keep all the bitches away from Cory on campus. She knew plenty of women on campus wouldn't care if Cory was attached as long as they could get the dick in his pants. Cory was their Bull, and they were his sluts; he didn't need any more pussy than what he was already getting from them.

"I'm home!" Celeste called out as she entered her home with her purse in the nook of her elbow, carrying two hot pizza boxes in her hands. "Hello, Cory, I'm happy to see you're home," she said, giving her son a look he knew all too well. A look of a woman that was horny as hell and in need of a good fucking. Hugging Dayana tightly, so very pleased her children were home and safe as Cory carried their dinner towards the kitchen. "Cassy, will you be staying for dinner?" Celeste asked, wondering how long she would have to wait to get the fucking she needed with Cassy around. Not realizing that Cassy knew about Dayana, Zoe, and Cory.

"I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I spent the night with Zoe, Mrs. Miller," Cassy said, turning in her seat, trying not to ogle Zoe's mother. Wondering if she tasted like Zoe did when she was between Zoe's legs since the two of them looked so similar to one another.

"Ah," turning her head, fuming inside of it as Cory just teased her as he shook his flaccid cock at her while remaining hidden from view of all but her, "I don't have a problem with that, your mother does know you'll be staying here, right?" Celeste asked in a motherly tone. Fighting to keep herself from responding to the display Cory was putting on. Yet after days of no sex and how Cory was stroking himself, it was a very, very hard thing to do.

"She does," Cassy nodded.

"Okay then, I'm going to go change out of these clothes, don't eat all the pizza without me," Celeste said, walking off, shooting her son a look that told him he was going to pay for that as she felt how wet her panties were as she climbed the stairs to her bedroom. Hearing the chatter and laughter coming from her kitchen as Celeste ambled back down in something very comfortable for her night of relaxation with her son. Stopping by her son, breathing into his hair, knowing how close she was to losing him so many months ago, it's her ritual now whenever they all sat down for dinner. Taking her plate, loading it up with two slices, taking her seat in Jairo's place, and joined in on the conversation. "So, Zoe, I know your brother and sister aren't going out tonight, but are you and Cassy?"

"No, we thought we just hang out here and enjoy a good romantic movie," Zoe answered, shooting Cory a knowing smirk, who just groaned into his plate.

"What's wrong, Cory? Don't you want some hot women weeping on your shoulder?" Cassy teased as she shot Cory a sultry look.

"It'll be fun, Cory, I promise," Dayana said sweetly, placing her hand on Cory's thigh. Noting the startled and worried look in her mother's eyes at the display that was happening. Seeing Zoe leaning into her mother and whispering something to her.

"What?!" Celeste hissed. Nodding when Zoe whispered some more as her gaze took on a predatory light as it fell upon Cory. Her eyes never left her son as she quickly finished up her dinner. Their eyes turned as Celeste rose from her chair and proceeded to walk around the table. The feet of Cory's chair groaned along the floor as she spun him out from beneath the table.

"Something you need?" Cory asked with amusement in his voice.

"You know what I need; you can't leave me here wanting for so long and not know what I need," Celeste purred down at her son, watching him munch on the bit of crust of his third slice. Leaning forward, smelling the pepperoni, sausage, and peppers on his breath as her face filled his view, "Take it out," she ordered.

"Oh? Do you want to give them a show?" Feeling his mother's thumb and index finger taking hold of his chin, seeing the fire in her eyes.

"Do you think they haven't seen it all before?" Celeste mused. "You think having a threesome with Cassy and your sister is going to keep me from having what I need?" Seeing Cassy's shocked eyes as she watched their exchange as Dayana calmly finished up her own meal. Not seeing Zoe nudging Cassy's left arm with her elbow. Who gave her a look to which Zoe just nodded, knowing how much her girlfriend wanted to taste her mother. Turning and looking down when Cassy slowly eased her own yoga pants down. "And just what do you think you're doing, young lady?"

"I'm going to eat this pussy is what I'm going to do," Cassy stated with conviction as she stared in wonder at Zoe's mother's flawless bare ass, wondering why she wasn't wearing any panties.

"Oh, are you now?" Celeste mused as Cassy was kneading her ass cheeks; all the while, she was watching her son's reaction. "Is that what you want, baby? To watch Zoe's girlfriend eating my pussy?" she cooed as her tongue flicked against her teeth. Resting her left hand on Cory's right shoulder as she bent over enough to taunt Cassy with the sight of her aroused cunt. "Is this the pussy you want to taste, Cassy?" Smiling seductively at her son as her fingers played along her moist labia. "Do you want to know how good my pussy tastes, Cassy?"

"Fuck yes, I do," Cassy muttered, nearly drooling on herself at the sight before her.

"What about you, baby? Do you think you can get it up again?" Celeste asked, feeling the heat forming between her legs.

"Hmm..." Looking to Dayana, who nodded that they would wait, "guess I can give it the old college try," Cory said, referencing the old corny line.

"Good," the purr that escaped her lips and the way she licked her lip told Cory he was in for the ride of his life, "Zoe, Dayana, I promise, we won't be long," Celeste spoke, walking towards the stairs. "Well, come along, Cassy, that is if you want my pussy, and you, Cory, better have that cock ready to go because I'm so going to drain those balls," she proclaimed as she marched up the stairs.

Cassy scrambled to her feet and dashed over to Zoe, kissing her passionately. "So love you," she said, seeing the luster in Zoe's eyes as she pulled away before taking off to Celeste's bedroom. "Get your ass moving, Cory!" Cassy shouted as her t-shirt went flying.

Cory eased himself out of his seat and slowly walked towards the stairs. Before departing up to his mother's room, seeing Cassy's clothes strung along the steps as he turned back towards Dayana. "Hey," he called out to her, watching how she turned her head with the last half of her crust in her mouth. "How about tomorrow night, you and me, cruise the streets, dinner, then we stop at that little place you showed me and enjoy the stars?" Seeing how red her face was getting when he mentioned her make-out spot.

"Mmmhmm, I'd like that, Cory," Dayana said sweetly, smiling down into her plate as she heard him mutter 'Sweet' before he ambled up the stairs.

Two weeks later...

The alarm on his car chirped as he, along with his sisters and Cassy, walked across the eastern parking lot close to where they were holding the orientation for the incoming Freshmen of that year. Remembering the ass-chewing his father gave him about cheating on Dayana, yet he wasn't alone in it since Dayana was right there with him, then the other ass-chewing about how he could willingly father a child to another woman and give up his parental rights to the said child when Jairo had came home last weekend before heading back to Texas for another two weeks. So far, from what he could tell, Alice was indeed showing the signs that she was pregnant, or that's what he had taken from the phone calls they had and the texts she had sent him. Plus, the web search he had run did hint at it.

Although from what she was telling him, it sounded more severe than what he had read off the web, he didn't know how to take that. Now she was two days late for her period, something she had told him never happened since her menstrual cycle was pretty regular. Alice had told him if it didn't come sometime this week, she had an appointment with her doctor, where she would ask for a pregnancy test done on her. Cory could tell how excited she was at the news and a little disappointed that she wouldn't get to ride him again to try again. Alice and Zack had officially made up, and Zack was working his tail off to get their spare bedroom converted into a baby room if the news went the way she thought it would. Cory still didn't know how to take being a father to children he could never call his own. He also knew if the test was positive, Alice was going to ask for desk duty. Something he assumed she didn't mind in one bit.

Looking up at the four-story brick building as Dayana had brought him to a halt. Feeling her hand rubbing along his back, knowing the moment he stepped foot inside of it, his life as a teenager was over, and his journey into the world of adulthood would begin. His eyes roamed around as Cassy and Zoe led the way like they had roamed those so often they knew the way by heart. Which they did, given how a few of their last semester classes were on the second and third floors. Cory felt his heart in his throat as he looked around at all the teenagers, and oddly a few older, as in their late forties, adults were sitting in the seats that filled the auditorium the orientation was taking place in.

Feeling a tug on the sleeve of his shirt as Zoe led him off to the rear row of the seats where they would be sitting with him throughout it. Once it was over, they were going to show him around the campus where to find the lecture halls where his core classes would likely be in and how to find where the Professor's offices were in case Cory needed to speak to any one of them during his time there. Cory was flipping through the welcome packet that he was given as he barely listened to the speaker yammering on about what life on campus was like. What there was to do for entertainment. What life in the dorms was like and such. Most of it didn't interest him. His life was already jammed-packed; he didn't think he could add much more to it.​