Incest/Taboo Pathways to Love

Sorry to everyone for how long it's taken to get some of these stories out, it's been a long year...

I thought about breaking this story up into parts but decided against it so it's a long one. I also understand its similar to another story of mine. Sometimes things are!

As always, all person's engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18.

Please enjoy!



Soulmates are a hyped-up term. People constantly seem to use it to refer to whatever person happens to capture their attention at that moment. No sense of patience, love, relationship, trust, and understanding. The last two may be the most important of all because without understanding and trust, how can love flourish and truly identify a soulmate?

Of course, when I was first in college, I had no sense of any of this. I was just another dumb kid looking for a connection anywhere I could get it. My sophomore year, I was just about to turn 19, attending a medium sized state university. I was popular enough, having friends from geeks, Greeks, athletes, and ROTC even. I'd been on dates, a few one-night stands, but really no one I would consider even close to girlfriend material.

I was at a party early in the semester that some friends were throwing. Underage drinking, beer pong, girls lying about guys they slept with and guys lying about girls they hadn't slept with. All in all, a typical Friday night party. At a school of 10,000 students, it's kinda hard to know everyone, so virtually every party I went to would have another bunch of people I hadn't met before.

That night, I was two beers in and just finished a game of beer pong. I was thinking about possibly heading out and sleeping in my comfy bed, when I saw her.

She was gorgeous. 5'7", thin build with flowing red hair down past her shoulders. I could also see she had curves as well, at least a D cup bust with an ass to match. Of even greater importance, she was looking directly at me and smiling. The two beers gave me enough liquid courage to approach her.

"Hi," she said as I approached, still flashing me a smile.

"Hi," I replied back with an equal smile, but keeping my distance slightly so she wouldn't think I was a creep. "I'm Ted," I said extending my hand.

"Beth," she said simply taking my hand and giggling a bit. "You may be the first guy who's actually given me their hand to shake."

"Sorry, force of habit."

"No, it's nice," she said, keeping her smile going. "Most guys here aren't that polite."

"My mom believed in etiquette," I said shrugging.

"Nice to see someone still does," Beth replied looking around the room. "Most guys try to get the hug or grab my ass or something."

"They clearly didn't get the memo from their moms," I retorted, making her almost snort out her drink. "Do you go here?" meaning the school.

"Yeah, sophomore," she replied.

"Same," I replied, which surprised her it seemed.

"Really? Guess we don't have any classes together; cause I think I would've noticed you." I almost blushed.

"Well, that's flattering, thank you," I replied getting another smile.

We must've talked for a solid 45 minutes. Where we grew up, thoughts on our majors, people we hang around and places we go. She was easily the first girl I'd talked up at the school who didn't give me any weird vibes. She seemed incredibly normal and nice. Also, incredibly hot. She looked over at her friend who was motioning to her.

"My ride wants to go," she said, somewhat sadly.

"Oh, well it was nice meeting you and talking to you," I said, hopeful I could get her number.

"You too!" she said, seemingly sincere. "Here, let me give you my number."

YES!!!

She put her number in my phone and then called herself. I saw her information my number pop up on her phone, clearly not giving me a fake. We shook hands again as she followed her friend out of the house, giving me a wave as she did.

My friend Luke came over about then.

"So, you were trying to talk up the 'cold fish', huh?"

"Huh?" I said, confused.

"Dude, that chick has got a reputation of turning down guys, left and right. Rumor is she's a dyke."

"She seemed nice enough to me when we were talking."

"Trust me, dude," he said. "You'll get nowhere with that chick."

The thought stayed with me through the night and into the next day. Luke was normally right about these things, but I still wasn't entirely sure. She seemed so nice and easy to talk to. I decided to trust my own instincts and sent her a text.

"Hey, its Ted. Just wanted to say it was really nice meeting you last night. Hope you got home safe!"

I figured it was worth a shot. Within three minutes, she messaged back.

"Hey Ted! I got back fine, thanks! I really liked meeting you too! I was actually just about to text you."

That was encouraging.

"Great minds..."

"HAHA! Exactly!" she replied.

After some simple texts back and forth, she asked if I wanted to grab a coffee. I jumped at the chance and we agreed to meet at a Starbucks near campus. I showered and changed and headed over, trying to remember to walk, not run.

I got there before she did, my single dorm room being pretty close to it. I grabbed a table outside and five minutes later, Beth walked up. She definitely dressed to impress. She had a green wife beater on with her mid-riff showing. Her jeans looked tight enough that they could've been sewn on. Her hair was done up perfectly as she came up to me.

"Hey," I said, somewhat lamely.

"Hey, nice to see you again," she said giving me a hug, her amazing curves pressed against me.

'Cold fish', huh, Luke?

We grabbed some coffee and chatted. The conversation was so easy, just like before. Most times I'd been on dates with college girls, they only wanted to talk about themselves and their bodies. Beth seemed to be genuinely interested in talking with me, not just to me. This made it so much easier to just talk to her, not at her. We were joking and laughing within minutes.

After about a half hour, she looked at her watch and realized she had to get to a study group.

"Hey, wanna grab a bite at Red Robin later?" she asked me.

"Sure," I replied, trying not to jump up and down with joy.

"Great, can you pick me up at seven at the commons?"

"I'll be there."

She hugged me again and left, again looking back at me as she left. I got back to the dorm and cleaned up. I lived in a single, so it was always on me to keep the place somewhat tidy. Shower, fresh shirt, the works. I even had time to clean out my car so Beth wouldn't think I was a total slob. I got to the commons ten minutes before seven just to make sure I wasn't late.

Beth came out five minutes early and it was quickly clear, she'd cleaned up again as well. She was wearing a sundress that showed off her amazing cleavage. I knew instantly it was going to be hard to keep my eyes on her eyes with her wearing that.

I got out of the car and opened the door for her.

"Wow," she said, "you really are a gentleman."

"I have moments," I said as she came up to me. She got me in another hug. "You look great."

"This ole thing?" she said with a smile as she got into the car. My heart was pounding really hard in my chest now.

We drove to the Red Robin and got a table. I saw some people I knew there too and waived. They all looked at us curiously it seemed as we sat down. After we got our menus and ordered drinks, Beth seemed to notice it too.

"Must be jealous I'm sitting here with a beautiful girl," I told her, getting a grin from her.

"Honestly, they're probably just curious to see me out with a guy," she said. "I don't go on many dates."

"Oh, is that what this is?" I said in mock surprise, making her giggle.

"Cute," she said with a smirk.

"Why don't you go out much?" I asked.

"Cause most guys are douchebags," she said flippantly. "I'm not out to just get laid. I want an actual nice guy, and I haven't found any." I was hurt for about half-a-second. "Present company very excluded."

"Thanks," I said with an eyeroll. "I know what you mean. I've been on few dates here and most of the girls are either dumb or vapid. It's all about them and how hot they are."

"And I'm not hot?" she replied with a grin.

"If you need me to tell you things you already know..." I replied getting a chuckle from her. "My point is most girls have no depth to them. They're going to school and learning how to sleep with guys and model on Instagram. You certainly don't seem like that."

"Thanks," she said with a smile. "I'd certainly like to think so. I really don't care if guys think I'm cold or gay or what. I could give a shit about what they think."

"As you should," I replied with confidence. I could swear she actually blushed at this.

We spent the whole date talking and laughing. It was easy to forget how attractive she was and really just flow with the conversation. I started thinking how nuts everyone else at school had to be not to find this amazing woman and take her off the market.

I paid the bill once we were done, and I drove us back to campus. I parked near her dorm, but Beth said she wanted to go on a walk with me. I wasn't gonna say no to that and so we strolled the campus, arm in arm. It almost seemed like something out of an old movie from the 40's. Somehow, we wound up in front of my dorm hall.

"Is this where your dorm is?" Beth asked, me remembering I told her at the coffee shop that I had a single room dorm in that hall.

"Yeah," said dismissively almost, preparing to continue our walk. I noticed she stopped suddenly, me almost dragging her before I realized she stopped.

"Can I see it?" she asked, sending my heart racing for multiple reasons. One, if a girl wants to see your place, there's a chance for sex. Two, how clean is it really? Sure, I'd cleaned up, but not a deep clean or anything.

"Sure," I said as I led her in. I was happy to see that most people weren't in the halls, seeing me bringing a girl up so there was no shame or stigma possibly attached. I opened up my dorm and led her inside.

"Pretty clean for a guy," she said looking around. "You even made your bed."

"Old habit," I told her admittedly. I grabbed a couple of sodas from the mini fridge and put on a generic channel to watch. She sat on my bed, and I was tempted to join her but decided to be respectful and chose to sit in my desk chair instead. She looked over at me with a smirk.

"Think I have cooties or something?" she asked me in a smartass tone.

"Do you?" I replied with my own smirk that made her giggle.

"Come sit with me," she requested. I sat on the bed with her, but kept a bit of distance and my hands to myself. "I've had a really great time hanging out with you."

"Same," I told her with a smile as she scooted closer.

"I'm kinda surprised you haven't made a move on me yet?" she said in a tone that she was in fact surprised, but maybe also a little impressed.

"I learned a while ago to always let a woman set the tone for that kind of thing," I explained. "I don't like people feeling uncomfortable."

"Do I seem uncomfortable?" Beth asked, eyeing me and moving closer to me.

"You do not," I replied, with my heart starting to race.

"Well, I have to admit, it's a smart policy to have," she said now right up against me. "Guess I'll just have to take the lead."

With that she started kissing me, her tongue slipping into my mouth. I kissed back, still keeping my hands to myself as we made out.

"You kiss nice," she said breaking the kiss for a moment, before going back in.

"You're no slouch either," which was 100% true, this easily being the best kiss I'd ever received. As soon as I said it, she eased me down onto my bed her hands now roaming my body. I took this as a sign that touching was now allowed and put my hands on her back. I felt up and down her back and made a startling discovery.

She wasn't wearing a bra!!

She was putting her full weight on top of me, now pulling up my shirt a bit and feeling my chest while starting to moan slightly as she did. I moved my hands down to her lower back, but stopped short of cupping her ass, tempting though it was. She then started kissing my neck and got close to my ear.

"You can totally grab my ass," she whispered in my ear.

Man, was this girl awesome or what?!

I moved my hands lower and started groping her ass. I couldn't believe how firm it felt, but also so soft. While the dress she was wearing didn't flatter it greatly, the jeans she wore earlier did and I was in heaven.

She started slowly unbuttoning my shirt, continuing to rub my chest and kiss me. My cock was now rock hard in my pants, and she must've been able to feel it through them. Once my shirt was unbuttoned, she somehow managed to kick my shoes off my feet as she started kissing down my bare chest, licking and teasing my nipples as she went.

Once she reached my waist, she saw the lump in my pants, kissing and mock biting it. This woman seemed to radiate sex, and I was completely enthralled. She went all the way down and took my socks off, giving a quick peck to each of my feet, before she came back up.

Beth was now hovering over my belt buckle, kissing around my stomach as she started unfastening it. Once it was unfastened, she quickly undid my zipper and, in a flash, I was only in my underwear. Just like when my jeans were still on, she was kissing, licking, and massaging my dick through my boxer briefs.

While she was doing that, her eyes were locked on my eyes. Just a casual glace at her green orbs saw the amount of lust and desire this woman had toward me. She massaged and caressed until her curiosity seemed to get the best of her and my underwear was soon on the floor.

Now, my cock is not small, but it's not porn quality either. 6-7" at best. But it was thick. I also knew from other girls, that it looked 'pretty'(whatever that meant) but Beth just had a big grin on her face.

She licked the head of dick like a lollipop, teasing my glans as she started to salivate over it. She took some sucks on it, her hands moving over it in motion with the sucks, before she stopped, kissed my cock, and smiled at me.

"I think he," indicating my cock, "needs a little show."

She gave it another quick kiss and then got off the bed and stood up. With the backdrop of the TV in the background, she started a slow, seductive strip. Just swaying her hips as she started playing with the straps of her dress. She then turned around; her dress covered ass now jutting out. The straps of her dress were now down, and she allowed the dress to fall to the ground.

That's when I saw it.

She wasn't wearing panties either...

Her ass looked perfect. Round, full and firm as she continued to just groove to the imaginary music in her head. She flipped her hair around while cupping her full breasts, the outlines of which I could clearly see from the back. She slipped off her sandals and turned around.

She was still cupping her breasts, but I could now clearly see her bare pussy, looking so tight and cute my dick twitched when I saw it. After playing with her boobs for a little bit, she finally let them drop. I couldn't believe how big and perky they were with nickel sized areolas and tiny little nipples sticking out. My dick was standing up, tall and proud at this point. She saw and giggled.

"I'll take that as a sign you like my body," she said with a smile.

"You're gorgeous," was all I was able to get out. She smiled even wider and came back over to the bed.

"Now," she said grabbing my dick with her hand, "let's get back to work." With that, she shoved my cock as far down her throat as she could. I'd had blowjobs before, but no girl had ever deep throated me. Like before, her eye contact was constant, like she was trying to tell me this was all for me.

As wonderful as feeling her on my dick was, I knew if she kept this up, I'd windup cumming in her mouth. I gently eased her mouth off my dick to get her attention.

"I think it's your turn."

Beth smiled as I got up from the bed and she laid down. I got between her legs and marveled at the sight in front of me. I was amazed with as heavy and large as her breasts were, that they sat up so proudly on her chest. I kissed and licked her thighs, teasing my way up to my objective.

Within a minute, I reached her pussy, glistening in her arousal. She was squirming on the bed even before I reached her folds and she squirmed even more once I focused entirely on her pussy. I teased her lips first, tasting her for the first time. The nectar she was emitting tasted incredibly sweet and pleasant. A couple of licks was all it took for her to start moaning.

"Fuck, Ted!" she said as she started bucking hard. "You're really good at that."

"I try," I said slyly as I went back to work. Even the lightest touches of my tongue on her elicited moans. She was cumming before I'd even reached her clit, a bit of juice leaking onto my face.

My cock was still rock hard, and even with a condom, I was concerned I'd cum too quickly when that came up. Even as a dumb sophomore, I knew enough that if a girl came multiple times, she didn't really care if it came from your dick or your tongue and fingers. I stayed down there and kept licking, eventually paying attention to her clit, engorged as it was from arousal.

"Oh, fuck!" she said when I finally hit her clitoris. I kept at it, not rushing or trying to go too far too fast. I teased and played, trying to give her pleasure throughout the experience. She started cupping one of her breasts and tweaking her nipple. I followed her lead and brought my hand up to her other breast, using the same technique she was using. She placed her hand over mine, clearly liking where my mind was going.

"Ted, I love your hands on my tits," she said through her moans. "God, this feels amazing!" All I needed to keep up my attentions on her. I lightly chewed on her clit, which caused her to buck even harder. Not wanting to let up on her, I used my other hand and dropped a finger inside her.

She was incredibly tight, maybe the tightest I'd ever felt before. My finger searched for her G-spot, letting her moans tell me when I'd reached it. Within a minute, I'd found the familiar feeling inside her pussy and her moans confirmed my findings.

"Oh my God!" she almost screamed. "Keep going! Please, keep going!" While I didn't think she needed to beg, I kept up my pace on all fronts. It couldn't have been more than three minutes before she erupted in another powerful orgasm.

"SHIT!" she managed to get out, breathing heavily and her firm tits giggling in every direction. She looked down at me, almost in shock, like she didn't know how I was able to do that. She quickly sat up and kissed me deeply, tasting herself as she did. "Please tell me you have condoms," she said in a pleading voice.

I pointed to the nightstand drawer where she found a full pack. She ripped the box open, got a single condom, opened it, and started rolling it onto my cock.

"I want you inside me," she said with almost a crazed tone. "I don't give a shit how long you last, just fuck me, please!"

Not being one to disappoint, I eased her back down onto the bed and lined my cock up to her slit. I eased in slowly, seeing her face tighten at the new sensation.

"Mmm," Beth said after I was fully inside, "you feel nice."

I kissed her deeply as I started moving back and forth inside her. I didn't rush, trying to keep my mind on anything other than the heat from her pussy and its intense tightness. Her hands quickly moved to my ass and back of my head, respectively. I could feel the passion pouring out of her. Desire, sexual need, longing; all rolled up into our motions.

After a few minutes, she decided she wanted to be on top. She gripped me and rolled me over, no easy feat in a Twin XL. She leaned back and enjoyed my cock completely filling her up, me enjoying the sight of her flawless body on top of me. She than leaned over and started riding me slowly, ensuring that her breasts were directly in front of my mouth.

Figuring that this was no accident, I started kissing and licking her breasts, eliciting moans from Beth. She started riding me harder and harder, her moans getting loud enough, that I started wondering what my neighbors were hearing. It wasn't long before she informed me/my neighbors that she was having an orgasm.

"I'm cumming! Ted, I'm gonna squirt!!"

And sure enough, she shot my cock out of her cunt and sprayed onto my sheets her girl cum. She was shaking and shivering for a few seconds, but then grabbed my cock and guided it back inside of her.

She kept up the rhythm she'd had before, leaning up a bit so I could see her tits bouncing. I placed my hands on her ass and started massaging her cheeks as she continued her ride. She clearly liked it as she moaned every time I did it hard. After a minute, she leaned over, and her face was directly in front of mine.

"Put your finger in my ass," she whispered. I was stunned. Never before has a woman even remotely been ok with me being anywhere near their assholes. I'd even licked a girl's once by accident and she was grossed out. She took my right hand from her ass cheek and stuck it in her mouth, still riding me up and down as she lubricated it with her saliva.

Once she thought it was wet enough, she took it out of her mouth and put my hand near her ass crack, leaning over a bit to give me better access. I could feel her puckered entrance with my fingertip and started teasing the outside of it, Beth's face showing me she liked it. After about 30 seconds, I inserted the tip of my finger inside.

If I thought her pussy was tight, her ass was even more so, it almost seeming to try and pull my finger as deep into her bowels as possible. Her reaction to the new intrusion was immediate.

"Oh, fuck!" she said in ecstasy. "Finger me! Finger fuck my ass while I ride your cock!"

I kept my pace up while she was on top of me, but also was plunging my finger in and out of her ass at the same time. The sensation was too much for her as she came again.

"SHIT!!!" as she exploded again, but not enough to kick my cock out of her snatch. It was enough to send me over the edge and I blew my load in the condom. The look on her face showed she knew I'd came, and she smiled as she leaned down and kissed me deeply.

"That was amazing," she said as she snuggled up to me in the bed. "But just so you know, I totally would've let you cum on me."

I was in love from that moment on.

No matter what was to come...

Two Years Later

Unlike most people on spring break who were going to Florida, California, or the Carolinas, I was heading to my girlfriend's parent's house.

From the day of our first date, Beth and I had become inseparable, falling for each other instantly. The whole rest of my sophomore year, she practically lived in my dorm, never a night going by we didn't have sex. Even if she was on her period, she was horny, insisting that I let her blow me or fuck her up the ass.

Oh, yeah. The finger from our first night together was just a preview. The girl loved anal, cumming harder from it than anything else. We had a separate budget just for lube, and I found out that her wearing a butt plug was by no means a rare event. She was easily the most skilled woman I'd ever been with when it came to sex and sexuality.

On the holidays, she'd normally go home to her family, but she'd also come to see my family as well. Everyone in my family adored her and thought I'd found an absolute perfect match for me. They didn't even object when we got our own apartment junior year, making me pretty domesticated at the age of 20.

Only one thing concerned me with Beth. She'd never invited me to meet her family. She'd make excuses like they were out of town or 'it wasn't the right time'. I had no doubt that she loved me and wanted to be with me, but she kept her family at arm's length for some reason.

That was until we were beginning to plan our spring break, thinking of taking her to the Cayman Islands so we could truly relax. That's when she hit me with it.

"So, I wanna talk to you about spring break," Beth said, sitting at our kitchen bar in the apartment.

"Ok," I replied while eating my cereal. While I was hoping for a tropical retreat, I was open to suggestion.

"I know you were thinking of us going somewhere tropical or a beach or something."

"I was," I admitted, "you in a bikini is always a plus." She blushed a bit while jiggling her tits a bit.

"It's not like you don't get to see me naked," Beth said giggling. I just shrugged and continued eating. "No, I was thinking about going somewhere else."

"Ok, I said, open to other ideas, "where are you thinking?"

"Home," she said reservedly. I almost dropped my spoon.

"You wanna go to your parents instead of spending spring break with me?" I asked, both confused and a bit hurt. "I thought you wanted to spend it together?"

"I do," she said reaching for my hand. "I want you to come with me."

This time, I did drop my spoon. After two years, she wanted me to meet her parents. I was dumbfounded.

"What changed your mind?" I asked.

"Babe, it's not that I didn't want you to meet them," she tried to explain.

"Could've fooled me..." I said with heavy sarcasm. While we'd always gotten along great, this had been a source of friction with us, me not at all understanding why she didn't want her parents to meet me. I'd taken the position that she was ashamed of me somehow, me eventually learning her parents were wealthy. She said repeatedly that it wasn't that at all, almost crying whenever I'd suggested that.

"Ted, I know," she said, clearly getting why I'd make that remark. "I know that I've kept my family at arm's length when it came to you. Like I told you, it had nothing to do with you. I love you with all my heart."

I could tell from the sound of her voice that she meant it when she said that she loved me.

"So, why now?" I asked.

"Because it's time," she said resolutely. "We're gonna be graduating soon and starting our lives. You should meet them."

While we weren't engaged, we had already decided that we'd look for job opportunities in the same places, not wanting to separate or be long-distance.

"Will you come with me?" she asked, looking nervous.

"Of course, I will," I told her, pulling her in close to me, "I love you, Beth. I just wanted to get to know you're family, especially if someday, they might be mine as well."

"Ok," she said, sounding relieved, but also still nervous. "I'll tell them we'll both come. But there's a few other things too."

"What?" I said, wondering if she was gonna back out now.

"Well, you know my family has money, right?"

"Yeah..." I told her, wondering where she was going with this. Beth had told me about her family's money after our first month of dating and it had never really come up again.

"Well, if you come with me," she said, almost fidgeting, "they're gonna want you to fill out an NDA."

"An NDA?" I asked puzzled, "a non-disclosure agreement?"

"Yeah," she said, almost embarrassed that she had to bring it up. "They require it of anyone that goes to their house. Lawyers..."

"So basically, I can't tell anyone I met your parents?" I asked still confused.

"No, of course you can," Beth replied. "You just wouldn't be able to talk about the family or anything."

"That's a little strange," I replied.

"I know," Beth said exasperated, not at me but seemingly toward her parents. "This is one of the reasons I put this off. Do you want me to cancel and we'll try it another time?"

AH HA! I thought in my mind. I figured this was her trying to wriggle out again of me meeting her family. I wasn't gonna take the bait.

"No," I told her. "No, I'll sign it."

"Are you sure?" she asked, a bit surprised.

"Sure, why not?" I told her. "I guess it's not really that big a deal. Eccentric, maybe, but whatever."

"Ok," she said, still somewhat surprised. "I'll let them know."

And that's how I wound up in the back of a luxury SUV on our way to the airport.

I'd signed the NDA a few weeks back, a friend of mine in the law department looking it over, just to be safe. He said that he didn't see anything strange in it but said to be sure not to break it. This guy came from money too and I asked if this was typical of people from rich families. He told me that he wouldn't say typical, but certainly not unheard of.

Once Beth told her family we were coming, I asked where it was we were actually going. She said her family had a private compound in New England.

"Like the Bush family?" I asked, remembering Kennebunkport.

"Sorta," she said in a weird tone.

Instead of us flying on a commercial flight to Logan, I was surprised again when we went to a private airstrip near the school and a G7 jet was waiting for us. I looked at Beth more than a little stunned. She just shrugged and giggled nervously.

"I may have underrepresented how wealthy the family is," she admitted.

"Ya think?" I told her as we got out of the car. As soon as I got our bags from my trunk the guy who was standing by the plane came over.

"Good to see you again, Miss Beth," he said in greeting.

"You too, Kenny,"

"And you must be Mister Ted," he said grabbing our bags from me.

"No, I'm just Ted," I told him jovially, but also in a way that told him not to pull the mister stuff with me. I've never liked formality much, not even in classes when I was called Mister. Maybe this is why Beth had been keeping her family from me, I pondered.

We got on the plane and found everything was beyond regal. Large leather seats, full bar, TVs, everything. We got in two of the seats and strapped in. A women came from the back and offered us Dom Perignon champagne.

"Your parents wanted to celebrate your coming home," the woman told Beth. "And of course bringing your boyfriend home finally. Enjoy!"

"Thanks, Petra," she said taking the glasses.

"Our flight time will be one hour and twenty minutes," Kenny informed us from the cockpit. "Sit back and relax, kids," he said while powering up the engines.

"It was nice of your parents to offer us champagne," I told Beth, taking my first sip of expensive alcohol. "I guess they don't mind me coming."

"Yeah," she said rubbing the back of her neck a little. "They're good at small gestures like that."

My first flight on a private plane was amazing. We watched TV, had a few drinks and snacks, and just enjoyed the time in the air. I was almost sad when we landed, wishing the flight could've been longer.

When Kenny opened the hatch, I was surprised to find not an airport, but more of a private airstrip. I saw a hanger with other planes and a few helicopters as well.

"Beth," I asked standing at the top of the plane's stairs, "is it possible that your family has its own air force?" I asked in jest, but not entirely.

"Well..." she said somewhat embarrassed, acknowledging the weirdness of the situation. Just then, a Cadillac Escalade pulled up and a woman got out of it.

"Beth!" she said waiving to her.

"Lainey!" Beth said running into the girls' arms.

"It's so good to have you home!" she said releasing my girlfriend finally. "And this must be him," she said looking at me.

"Lainey, meet Ted," Beth said in introduction. "Ted, this is Lainey, the family's best driver."

"Nice to meet you," I said extending my hand. She brushed it off and offered a hug instead.

"Very nice to meet you, Ted. Beth's told us so much about you."

"Nice to hear," I said as she released me. By then, Kenny had our bags in the back of the SUV.

"Come on," Lainey said, opening up the SUV doors, "everyone's waiting for you two. "You're the last to arrive."

We climbed inside the car and found it was also luxurious and tricked out. Touchscreen panels, computers, the works. I also saw some bottles of mineral water.

"Lainey?" I asked as she got into the driver's seat. "Mind if I steal a bottle of water back here?" She wasn't quite giggling, more chortling.

"Of course," she said, trying to conceal her amusement. "That's what it's for."

"Would you like one?" I asked her.

"I'm good," she said waiving her arm, "but thank you. You were right, Beth, he is polite."

"That's my man," Beth said, hugging my arm.

"So, how long till we get to the "compound"?" I asked either woman. Again, Lainey chuckled at me.

"This is all part of the compound," Lainey explained, causing me to look around all the woods in astonishment. "But if you mean the main house, we'll be there in about five minutes. Normally, it takes ten, but I drive fast."

"She really does," Beth said laughing.

"That explains all the speeding tickets you get," I told Beth, ribbing her. Lainey burst out laughing now.

"Oh yeah," Lainey said through the laughter, "I pretty much taught her how to drive so she developed a lead foot."

We continued chatting until I saw the first signs of the house. It was massive! Three stories at least, massive outdoor patios on every level. Perfect landscaping, and a beautiful view of the Atlantic. Lainey pulled up to the front door of the mansion.

"Thanks for the ride," I told Lainey.

"You bet!" she said as she got out and opened the door for us.

As soon as she did that, the mansion doors opened. I then saw six people standing in the doorway, undoubtedly, her family.

"Beth!" the older woman yelled.

"Mommy!" Beth said rushing to her. Soon, she was hugging all her family members while I just stood there looking them over. It was an awkward thirty seconds as I was basically just the guy with the bags.

Eventually, Beth separated from her family and came over to me.

"Guys, this is Ted," she said presenting me to her assembled family. They then lined up to greet me.

"Nice to finally meet you, Ted," her father George said coming over to me. His 6'2" frame wrapping me in a hug, which surprised me. For a man in his mid 40's he looked surprisingly youthful, not a grey hair on his head.

"Ted, welcome to our home!" her mother Cecilia said in greeting me with another hug. Her dark blonde hair was a contrast to her redheaded daughter, but one thing that was similar to her daughter was her breasts. Had to be at least DDs that she squished up against me. She even gave me a peck on the cheek.

"Beth, his pictures do not do him justice," was the response of her oldest sister, Diana. Blonde haired, similar in height to Beth with C-cups sitting proudly in her polo shirt as she hugged me as well.

"Good to meet you," her older brother Richard greeted me, surprisingly again in another hug. He looked like a younger clone of his father, so much so that I wouldn't've been surprised if the two were confused for each other at times.

"Hi, Ted," Annie said in greeting me with yet another hug. Beth's sister right behind her in age, she was the only other one in the family with red hair, longer than her sister's flowing down to a pair of breasts just slightly less full than Beth's.

"It's about time we got you here!" Beth's youngest sister Hannah said greeting me. Her blonde hair flew in every direction as she hugged me as well. She had a tight, athletic body, while maybe not as gifted in curves as the rest of her family, she was also the youngest at barely 19.

"That's quite a welcome!" I said, slightly overwhelmed by the affection. I guess in my mind, I was prepared for a stiff and stolid greeting. This was clearly not the family I was expecting. "It's nice to meet all of you."

"It's long overdue," Cecilia said coming back up to me. "We've been telling Beth for a while now to bring you out."

I quickly shot a look at Beth who had an almost guilty look on her face. So, it was Beth that was behind me not meeting her family. I knew that was gonna be a conversation, but George quickly got my attention.

"Come on inside," he said putting an arm on my shoulder as we were led inside.

I walked into a huge front room. It wasn't marble floors or anything, but it was clearly professionally decorated and adorned.

"You have an amazing house, Mrs. *******," I told her. (NDA remember?)

"Oh, please Ted, call me Cecilia," she said warmly. "No need to be formal with us."

"We're very open here," George said in a similarly warm tone. Beth started coughing when he said that. I made sure she was ok before we continued on the tour.

They showed me all around the house, kitchen, patio, pool, hot tub, everything. It all looked pristine, like it'd just been shown in a magazine. We eventually went upstairs and they showed me Beth's room.

"Well, here you go," George said as he showed us in. It was a large room with a walk-in closet and a makeup station. Not to mention a king-sized bed. I saw our bags there and was a little surprised, having been fully prepared to me forced to sleep in another room.

"You guys get settled in and meet us on the patio," Cecilia suggested. I noticed that everyone kept telling Beth as they left how happy they were that she was home and the girls all saying they were happy she finally brought me. I didn't engage with Beth, until they all left and were out of earshot.

"So, they wanted me to come?" I asked, trying to mask my anger.

"Babe, listen," Beth said trying to get me calm, "I'm sorry. I get nervous when it deals with my family."

"Why?" I said almost incredulously, "they seem really nice. I thought you liked your family."

"I do," she said quickly, "I love my family, but they can be a lot."

"Why were you so scared for me to meet them?" I asked flat out. "What is it about me you think they won't like?"

"No, no," Beth said, now wrapping her arms around me. "Ted, I love you so much. I promise, it had nothing to do with you. I just worry."

"Worry about what?" I said, softening a bit in the warmth of her hug.

"My family is different than most," she said. "I worry."

"Why? Cause they're rich?" I asked, kinda confused. "They certainly seem normal enough."

"Yeah," she said with a weary tone. "You may change your mind on that."

"Look," I said breaking the hug but still holding on to her. "I love you, you know that. If your family is odd, we'll deal with it. I'm not worried."

She clearly was though, as she gripped me harder.

"Are you sure?" Beth asked with enough fear to make me giggle.

"Yes, babe," I said, putting my forehead to hers. "It'll be fine."

Beth hugged me tight again as we unpacked. Beth suggested we change out of our travel clothes so I put on a polo and shorts while she wore a sundress.

"Whoa," I said looking at her after she changed. She was wearing a sundress that showed a generous amount of cleavage and made it clear she wasn't wearing a bra.

"You like?" she asked, twirling around to show off all her angles.

"Obviously," I told her, still transfixed. "Is it a little provocative for your family, though?"

"I doubt it," she said confidently. "I think they'll like it."

I shrugged, feeling that obviously she knew her family better than I did. She gave me a kiss and let me out to the patio. When we stepped out, I saw that everyone else had changed as well. George and Richard were dressed fairly similar to me, but it was the women that caught my eye.

Cecilia was wearing a sundress much like Beth's, her ample cleavage out for anyone to view. Diana and Annie were wearing crop tops and short shorts. Hannah was wearing yoga pants and a tube top, her taught stomach on full display. I guessed that Beth had been correct about her assessment of her family's clothing attitudes.