Fantasy Pairings
After the excitement of the morning, they decided they needed a rest. Even those who hadn't been involved since early in the game agreed to a cooldown period.
Since they were in no rush (other than Jeff), they decided to take a break from their sex play. After lunch, they all headed out back to go skinny dipping. It was particularly fun now that there was no pretense of propriety anymore. First, the girls had fun rubbing suntan lotion all over each other, and the men. Then they all hopped in the pool to enjoy each other.
When Crystal jumped on Greg's back and wrapped her arms around his neck, everyone knew it wasn't just a playful gesture, but a sexual one. When Lissa and Allison wrestled and tried to dunk each other, it was obviously just an excuse to rub their bodies together. And of course, there was a lot of kissing and groping and fondling of each other. Rachael in particular thought it was hilarious to sneak up on people and grab them either by the tits or cock, depending up whether her victim was a boy or a girl.
Whenever anyone climbed out of the pool and sat on the side, by unspoken agreement they decided it was a signal that that person wanted someone to perform oral sex on them, and usually the nearest person or two would take on the job. More than one of them was brought to a screaming orgasm that way.
They continued their wet and wild fun until suppertime. Eager to get on with the evening's adventures, they didn't want to take time to prepare anything, so Allison just heated up a bunch of leftovers.
After supper, they gathered once more in the rec room, or "Den of Iniquity," as they dubbed it. Crystal was the first to suggest the name, and everyone thought it so funny that from that point forward that was what they called it.
"So Kari," said Jeff, anxious to get things started, "you said you had another game in mind?"
"I do," she replied. "This is another one where most of us watch. I need a hat or other container, some pencils, and some strips of paper. One for each of us."
"I'll get it," said Allison, and hurried upstairs. She returned a minute later with the items. The "hat" turned out to be an old shoe box. "Will this do?" she asked.
"Perfect," Kari agreed. "So here are the rules of the game. We each write down two names of people in this room. Two people that we would like to see have sex together. This is a chance for you to make your fantasies come true. And before anyone asks, you're not allowed to include yourself."
"You're no fun," Rachael joked.
"We'll put the names in the box and draw them out one by one. The two people who get drawn have to fuck. Afterward, we all try to guess who put those names in. We might not get through all of them, but we'll go until everyone has been involved at least once. Any questions?"
"Yeah, do we have to limit it to two people?" asked Jeff.
Kari laughed. "Oh, all right. If you want to put down three, that's fine. But no more than that."
Allison distributed the paper and pencils, and everyone set to work jotting down their fantasies. One by one they folded them and placed them in the shoe box. As soon as they were finished, Kari placed the lid on, shook it, then opened it again. "Who wants to do the honors?" she asked.
"I will," said Brit. She hopped up off the couch and came over to reach into the box. She retrieved a piece of paper and unfolded it. She grinned when she saw the names.
"Greg and Alya," she read.
Both of them stared at her in shock. "Really?" asked Greg.
Brit turned the paper around and showed him. The names were clearly written.
Alya looked nervous, even a little frightened. Lissa put an arm around her. "What's wrong?" she asked.
"I don't know..." Alya replied. "I guess... I guess I'm still a little intimidated by your dad. I've wanted to impress him, because I wanted him to approve of you and me being together. But I..."
Greg stood up and strode over to her. He knelt in front of her and took her hands in his own. "You don't have any reason to be afraid of me any more," he told her with a tender smile. "I only want my daughter to be happy, and she's made up her mind that you're the one who can give that to her. Since she loves you so much, I would be doing her a disservice if I tried to come between you. And since I'm turning over a new leaf, I might as well admit that I really do like you, both because of how happy you're making my daughter and just because you're a likable person. I want you to be with her."
"Really?" she asked.
"Really," he replied. "I want you to think of me as your father. Call me Dad if you like, because I want you to be a part of this family."
"Dad," she smiled. "I like that."
"Which makes what you're about to do all the more creepy," Crystal teased. Alya giggled at that.
Greg drew her hand to his face and kissed it. "I would be honored if you would let me make love to you," he said. Alya blushed, but she had a smile on her face. She nodded. Greg leaned in and kissed her on the lips, and she closed her eyes and let herself enjoy it.
Lissa actually had tears in her eyes as she watched them. The smile on her face indicated that her tears were of happiness.
Greg and Alya lay down on the mat. He let his fingers slide between her legs to gently rub her. She closed her eyes and smiled, relaxing from his ministrations. Greg lowered his head and began kissing all around her breasts. He loved the thought that he was making love to his daughter's girlfriend. Strangely enough, there was something even more twisted about that than making love to his daughter herself. The perverted nature of the act added its own kind of excitement to it.
His tongue ran around one of her nipples, causing her to gasp and shudder at the sensation. While his mouth worked on her breasts, his hand went between her legs, where he found that she was already damp. Despite her nervousness, she was also quite apparently aroused. His fingers traced her slit, working up and down in the groove to loosen her and increase her excitement. Her hips began to thrust upward, as if trying to spear themselves on his fingers.
After a few minutes of stimulating her and listening to her gasps, Greg positioned himself above her. He kissed her lips, enjoying the sweet flavor of them. He might not have originally approved of Lissa's relationship with her, but right now he could understand how his daughter would fall in love with this girl.
He lowered himself, feeling his cock slide inside of her. She cried out, but with pleasure rather than pain. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him down to her, and it excited him to feel the soft and warm skin of her bare chest against his own. He began to thrust, and it didn't take long to get into a rhythm.
Making love to Alya was different from making love to Allison, or Rachael, or even Brit. With Allison and Rachael, it had been hot and passionate. With Brit, it had been sweet and tender. There was something different about Alya, and he suddenly realized what it was. Perhaps she was still trying to impress him, or perhaps it was just her style, but she seemed to be trying to please him as much as possible. An almost imperceptible difference in the way she moved made it clear that this was for his pleasure rather than hers. Her kisses were those of a devoted lover, but an inferior rather than an equal. It wasn't that she was submissive; far from it. But for her, sex was a matter of giving rather than taking. There was something about this style of lovemaking that was extremely appealing. No wonder Lissa loved her so much!
That gave him a great idea. If she was going to try to please him, then he would try to please her back. He was determined to make sure that she enjoyed it every bit as much as he did. He slowed his pace and kissed her lips, cheeks, and forehead as he thrust into her with gentleness and love. He spent a few minutes trying to find the right rhythm that would coincide with her breathing to make it more natural and therefore more pleasurable. He soon found just the right pace, which from her reaction made each motion culminate in a higher level of pleasure, the waves coming deeply instead of rapidly. He could tell by the smile on her face that she knew why he had done it, and appreciated it.
With this new motion, it wasn't long before she began to wail as her orgasm overtook her. Her body tensed up and she gripped him to her, as if trying to pull his whole body right inside of her. He could feel her pussy spasming, and that set him off too. He let out a loud groan as the pleasure spiked and he erupted inside of her.
As soon as their mutual orgasm subsided, he rolled over off of her. She snuggled up next to him and lay her head on his chest, smiling.
"That was wonderful, Greg," she said. "I mean, Dad. I think that's one of the most fulfilling orgasms I've ever had."
"I'm glad," he told her.
As Alya lay on Greg's chest and sighed in contentment, Kari stood back up. "We'll let them rest for a while. They've earned it. In the mean time, let's have a vote for who we think put their names into the box."
"I'm guessing Lissa," said Jeff. "Just seeing how happy she is, I can't imagine that she would have chosen anyone else."
There was a general chorus of agreement with his suggestion, so it seemed to be unanimous.
"All right, will the person who put their names in the box raise their hand?" said Kari.
Not surprisingly, it was Lissa. "Until now I still wasn't sure if Dad really accepted Alya," she explained. "I knew I had to do something to get them to like each other, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity."
"Because you knew how good she is in bed and figured that once I slept with her I'd never be able to reject her?" asked Greg. Alya giggled.
"More or less," said Lissa.
"It worked," he replied with a broad smile. Alya kissed him tenderly on the cheek.
"Thanks, Dad," she smiled.
"All right, let's see who's next," Kari announced. "Jeff, why don't you do the honors this time?" She picked up the shoe box and brought it over to him. He reached inside and drew out a slip of paper. As soon as he read it, he broke out into a wide grin, and even started laughing.
"What is it?" asked Kari.
"Me and Allison," he replied, turning the paper over and showing the names to everyone to confirm it.
"Jeff, you didn't put your own name in, did you?" asked Allison, though she certainly didn't seem opposed to the idea.
"I swear it wasn't me," he replied. "Although it certainly sounds like whoever did it was trying to do me a favor."
"Greg, this isn't going to bother you?" asked Allison.
"If it bothered me, I wouldn't have agreed to this orgy in the first place. Besides, it's only fair. If you don't mind watching me with Alya, why should I mind watching you with Jeff?"
"Well then, what are we waiting for?" asked Jeff with a grin. He grabbed Allison's hand and led her over to the mat, where she lay down on her back. Jeff lay on his side next to her, letting his hand roam over her body. Though it wasn't the first time he had made love to her, he never tired of seeing her amazingly beautiful face, her perfect body, her soft and delicate skin. His hand immediately went to one of her breasts, and he rubbed her there.
He glanced up at his father to see the man's reaction, but Greg simply gave him an encouraging smile. In that look, Jeff found the answer to all of his questions. It was okay, he realized, to make love to his father's wife. He could have her without fear of anger or jealousy from his dad. But there was another question that it answered too, one that had been bothering him since the day they had begun to plot against Greg. Not only was it possible for a man to see the woman he loved making love to another man and not feel jealous, it was possible to watch it and even enjoy it! In his father's eyes Jeff had even seen a touch of excitement. Greg actually wanted to see him seduce Allison. And that gave Jeff another insight; all this time the goal he had been shooting for was to share Brit with his father without jealousy. But now he realized that he could take it a step further, and have that sight actually turn him on.
His hand slipped between Allison's legs, and she hummed in contentment at the contact. He leaned over and ran his tongue around her nipple, causing her to gasp. She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy the sensation.
Jeff loved playing with her body, giving her such pleasure. To think that he was making love with the most perfect women in the world was almost an unthinkable concept, yet here he was. And he realized that for the first time, he could do it without any worries or inhibitions. His joy was no longer tempered by fear of getting caught or melancholy from not being allowed to be with Brit.
She was really getting aroused from his hand and mouth; perhaps she felt something of the same about him. It excited him to know that she wanted this, perhaps as much as she did.
Soon enough she gazed into his eyes to let him know that it was time. Jeff rolled over on top of her, kissing her passionately on the lips as he positioned himself to penetrate her. He lowered his hips, feeling her hot, moist pussy engulf his cock. It was such a wonderful feeling, especially with a woman like Allison.
She wrapped her arms around him and held her to him as he began to thrust. He glanced over at Greg, who smiled. He actually smiled! The man was watching his son screw his wife, and he seemed to enjoy it!
The thought of just how naughty that was fueled Jeff's desire, and he picked up the tempo. Allison wrapped her legs around his hips and cried out in excitement as he pumped her. Jeff loved the feel of her hot, sweaty body against his, especially her gorgeous tits with their hard nipples poking him in the chest. He attacked her lips with her own, and she responded by opening her mouth and thrusting her tongue inside his. The two of them kissed passionately and greedily, lost in the ecstasy of their lovemaking.
Over and over again he slammed into her, and from the sounds she made and the way she rocked her hips forward to meet him, he could tell she loved it hard like that. Maybe there was a certain exhibitionistic excitement at doing it in front of the others, especially her husband. Jeff had never minded an audience; he thought it added another dimension to it. He glanced around the room at everyone's faces, noticing that Kari and Brit, the two most likely to feel jealousy, instead watched with looks of arousal on their faces.
No matter how much he wanted this feeling to last forever, he knew that it couldn't. Fortunately, the ending was better than the beginning. He felt the approach of his orgasm, and gave himself up to it, not wanting to delay the intense feeling any longer. He shoved deep into Allison one last time, exploding inside of her and releasing his cum into her body.
"Oh Jeff!" she exclaimed in delight, feeling the release and apparently loving it.
She wasn't quite through, but continued to thrust her own hips into his. Despite wanting to rest now, he knew it would be unfair to leave her unsatisfied, so fell into the rhythm again. The tightness and slickness of her pussy was enough to keep him hard, and fortunately she didn't last more than a couple of minutes longer. Soon she screamed and tensed up, her pussy clamping down hard on his cock as her own orgasm burst forth.
Afterward, they lay panting in each other's arms, eyes closed and smiling in satisfaction, basking in the post-orgasmic glow and the warmth and softness of each other's bodies.
"All right, so who do we think wanted to give Jeff the opportunity to live out his fantasy?" asked Kari.
"I think it was you," said Lissa. "You're obviously not the jealous type, so maybe you wanted to do something nice for your boyfriend."
"Okay, that's one vote for me," said Kari. "Any other ideas?"
"I'm guessing Brit," said Rachael. "She's obviously infatuated with her brother. She's always looking for ways she can make him happy, so this would be a perfect opportunity."
"So one vote for Brit," Kari said. "Anybody else want to throw out an idea?"
"I think it was Jeff himself," Brit replied. "I know it's against the rules, but for a chance like this, how could he resist cheating?"
"Yeah, well in that case, I think it was Allison," Jeff laughed.
"All right," Kari grinned. "Any other suggestions, or are we ready to vote?"
No one spoke up, so she continued. "Who thinks it was me?" she asked. Lissa and Crystal raised their hands. "Who thinks it was Brit?" Kari and Rachael raised their hands. "Who thinks it was Jeff?" Alya and Allison raised their hands. "Who thinks it was Allison?" Only Jeff raised his hand.
"Greg, you're not voting?" asked Allison.
"It would be pointless for me to vote," he grinned, "since I'm the one who put your names in."
There were at least three audible gasps in the room. "You're not serious!" Lissa exclaimed with an amused smile.
"All a part of the new me," he said. "If I'm going to change my lifestyle so radically, I'm going to have to get used to the idea of sharing Allison with Jeff. After all, I fooled around with his girlfriend yesterday, so it's only fair that he get to fool around with my wife. And besides, none of you suspected it, did you?"
"Well I for one am insulted that Jeff didn't cheat," Allison said, though in a joking tone.
"Who says I didn't?" he asked. "Maybe there's another one in there with our names on it."
"I can only hope," she grinned seductively.
"So should we go for a third, or do we want to take a rest first?" asked Kari.
"Let's keep going," said Rachael. "My name hasn't come up yet, and I'm getting a little anxious."
"I thought the word was 'horny,'" Lissa corrected.
"Oh yes. I was never good at vocabulary."
"All right. Let's go again," said Kari. "Lissa, you pick this time." She brought the box over, and Lissa pulled out a slip of paper. It read, "Greg and Brit."
"What do you think, Greg?" asked Kari. "You've already had two orgasms today. Are you up for a third?"
"With Brit? Absolutely!" he exclaimed, and Brit's eyes lit up with delight.
"Oh, Daddy!" she grinned, skipping over to him.
"Besides, watching my son screw my wife has made me horny again," he laughed. "Horny enough to fuck my own daughter."
Greg and Brit lay down together on the mat, but surprisingly, Brit immediately took over. She rolled her father onto his back, then grabbed his cock in her hands and began stroking it up and down. It quickly hardened in her hand.
"Since you just got fucked not too long ago, you need to be warmed up more than me," she explained.
"You're not getting out of the hook that easily," he laughed, reaching out and fingering her pussy.
"Ooh!" she exclaimed with delight, working even harder on his cock. Both of them soon started moaning and gasping from the stimulation. Greg's cock leaked pre-cum like crazy, and Brit's pussy was nice and damp. Brit sat up and straddled his hips, rubbing the tip of his cock all over her pussy. They both groaned at the sensation, and it was clear that they were both ready.
"Can I be on top?" asked Brit. "I want you to play with my titties while you fuck me."
"Oh god yes!" Greg exclaimed with excitement. Brit rose up on her knees, scooted forward a couple of inches, took her father's cock in her hand to point it straight up, then slowly descended on it. The smile on her face widened as he sank deeper and deeper into her body.
Greg was in absolute ecstasy. The last time he had had sex with her (other than with his tongue), the lights were out and he had even thought she was Crystal. Now, gazing up at her beautiful face and body as she bounced up and down on his cock, he reveled in the sight and feel of her, and in the knowledge that he was experiencing something so beautiful with the girl that he loved so very much. His daughter. His incestuous little daughter.
Incest. The word had once been so abhorrent to him. Now he embraced it, loved it even. It described a kind of love that most parents never got to share with their children. The world might frown upon their relationship, but to Greg it was the ultimate expression of familial love. It brought him closer to his daughter than he had ever been before. Ordinary love was for ordinary families. This was something special, something more complete and fulfilling.
His hands roamed over her breasts, fondling them gently. There was something particularly enjoyable about touching the silky smooth flesh of a young girl like her. She certainly had a lot of room to grow; she was still pretty skinny and her breasts were tiny compared to Allison's, for instance. But he loved the feel of them all the same.
He also loved the tightness of her young cunt wrapped around his cock. She would probably do quite a bit of growing in that area too over the next few years, but for now her tiny little hole felt particularly nice on his cock. It was so hot and slick and soft, all adding up to an incredible sensation. As she pistoned herself up and down on him, his own hips instinctively matched her rhythm, rising up to meet her as she drove herself down upon him.
She had her eyes closed now, but kept her mouth open in a smile to gasp in her breaths as she luxuriated in the pleasure. Greg kept his own eyes open; the sight of her body riding him was too beautiful for him to think about missing even one second of it.
I'm fucking my little angel! he thought with delight. My sweet little girl. He would probably go to hell for it, but this taste of heaven was worth it.
"Oh god, Daddy!" she cried out as she bounced up and down on him. "I'm fucking my incestuous Daddy! I'm going to feel him squirt his sperm up inside me! The same sperm that made me is going to fill me up!"
Her dirty talk was too much for him. The excitement and lust that her words instilled in him pushed him toward his climax. Between the hot, tight tunnel of his daughter's cunt, the sight of her beautiful young body on top of him, and the shock of her filthy language, he rapidly shot toward the peak. He groaned as the pleasure spiked, and suddenly he could hold it back no longer. His cock jerked inside his daughter's hot young pussy, and he could feel the surge of cum as it exploded from the tip.
Apparently Brit could feel it too. "Oh my god!" she screamed. "He's doing it! My Daddy's cumming inside of me! Oh Daddy, I love you!"
Her words cut off as her own climax hit her. Her pussy clamped down hard on his cock as her body tensed, and a shudder ran through her, tiny and imperceptible at first but gradually building until she shook violently with the force of it. She shrieked in extreme pleasure, riding out the waves of their mutual orgasm.
When the pleasure ebbed and they found themselves coming down from that high, Brit lay down on top of him, her head against his chest. Greg slipped his arms around her back and held her to him, letting his love for her fill him with a warm, internal glow. Now that love was complete. He understood now what she meant when she asked if he "loved her infinity."
They snuggled together for a few minutes, and Brit even fell asleep, though only for about a minute. Then she woke again, glancing around at the rest of the group who were smiling at her. She smiled back.
"So who do we think put their names in?" asked Kari.
"I'm guessing Jeff," said Brit. "I think it's kind of like Daddy putting Jeff's and Allison's name in. He wants to get used to the idea of me with my father."
"I think Rachael," Lissa suggested. "For no other reason than this is the type of thing that gets her off."
"It could be Allison," said Jeff. "She's been trying to get Brit and Dad together for months now."
"Good point," said Kari. "Any other ideas?"
No one else spoke up, so they started the voting. As it turned out, Jeff was correct. Allison had put their names in.
"I just wanted to see the results of my efforts," she explained. "It's all well and good to have Greg seduce his daughter in a dark bedroom, but I missed out on that particular fun, so I wanted to see it first hand."
"You just may be seeing a lot of it from now on," Greg told her with a smile. "I think you've created a monster."
"Two monsters," Brit added with a wink.
Kari grabbed the shoebox, this time handing it to Greg. He reached into the box and withdrew a slip of paper. He opened it up and stared at it. "This one's not valid," he said.
"Why not?" asked Rachael.
"Because there are more than three names."
"Let me see," said Kari. She came over and stared over his shoulder at it. "Allison + Rachael, Lissa + Brit, Kari + Crystal. Oh, I see. The three sets of sisters."
"It may not be valid, but since it has my name on it, I'm all for it," Rachael insisted. "I'm so aroused right now I'm about to attack someone, and I don't care who."
"I guess it's up to me to take care of her," said Allison. "Even if the other girls aren't willing, at least Rachael and I can perform."
"I'm willing if Brit is," said Lissa, "but maybe she needs to rest for a bit."
"I don't think I'm up for another orgasm just yet, but I'll be happy to give you one," she smiled.
"Fine with me," Lissa grinned.
"That just leaves you and me, Crystal," said Kari. "What do you think?"
"I'm in!" her sister exclaimed enthusiastically.
The three pairs lay down on the mat. Allison lay on her back, and Rachael immediately mounted her in a sixty-nine position, lining up their faces with each other's pussies. Kari and Crystal took things more slowly. Kari sat down and spread her legs, and Crystal sat facing her in her lap, straddling her hips. They leaned in, hugging and kissing. Lissa lay down and let her little sister go to work on her pussy.
With all three sets of sisters on the mat, that left only Greg, Jeff, and Alya. Greg and Jeff sat down on opposite sides of the couch, but Alya surprised them by coming over and sitting between them. She glanced over at Jeff and gave him a wink, then placed her hand on his cock. Then she did the same for Greg. Both men gasped at the contact, especially thrilled when she began to masturbate them. Both cocks grew immediately hard in her hand, despite having been thoroughly drained multiple times that day. Most likely the boost came from the excitement of experiencing this new lifestyle for the first time.
All the girls on the mat were really getting into it. Allison and Rachael moaned in pleasure as they licked each other eagerly and greedily. Kari's and Crystal's kisses had become passionate, energetic, and almost violent. Lissa was massaging her own breasts and squirming all over as Brit attacked her with her tongue.
Finally, Kari and Crystal felt they were warmed up enough, and lay down together in opposite directions. Kari lay on her back and her little sister mounted her in a similar position to Rachael and Allison. They immediately set to work devouring each other's pussies, as if trying to make up the difference in the head start that the older women had on them.
The sight before him and the sensation of Alya's hand stroking him was beginning to be too much for Jeff. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. His moans of pleasure increased in pitch and volume as the pleasure began to build.
Suddenly, Brit rose to her feet. Ignoring her sister's groans of protest, she dashed over to Jeff, knelt down in front of him, wrapped her lips around his cock, and sucked hard.
"Oh shit!" he exclaimed as the feel of her mouth on him brought him over the edge. He shot a dozen streams into her willing mouth as she gulped them down hungrily. Only after she had milked every last drop out did she pull away.
"I didn't want to waste it," she explained with a grin and a wink.
Then she glanced over at her father, who was similarly close to his climax.
"Oh god, Brit..." he stammered. "I want... would you...?"
"You too, daddy?" she asked, and he nodded. She scooted over in front of him and slurped his cock into her mouth.
He didn't last any longer than Jeff had. Immediately he threw his head back and let out a loud groan as his cock jerked, releasing his load. Jeff watched in fascination as her throat contracted over and over again as she swallowed her own father's semen.
Jeff was impressed. That was his dad's fourth orgasm of the day. Granted, he himself had gone as high as six once, but he was a lot younger than Greg. No doubt it had to do with the novelty of this new lifestyle.
Greg collapsed in exhaustion, and Brit stood back up with a smile on her face.
"So now you've tasted both," Alya commented. "Tell me, whose do you like better?"
"That's a tough one," Brit replied. "It's a close call, but I think Jeff barely beats out Daddy. Sorry, Daddy."
"That's all right," he smiled. "I don't mind being in second place as long as you're willing to do that again for me occasionally."
"Oh, I'm more than willing," she laughed.
"Come on, Brit," Lissa told her. "Quit wasting time over there. You're supposed to be working on me, remember?"
"Don't worry, big sister," said Brit. "I haven't forgotten you. I just had Jeff and Dad for dinner, and now I get you for dessert." She headed back over, lay down on her stomach, and shoved her face back between Lissa's legs.
Allison was the first to climax. Her moans elevated into a scream as Rachael ravished her pussy with her mouth. That set off Rachael too, and both women shuddered with the power of their orgasms.
It seemed to cause a chain reaction; Crystal was next, then Kari, and finally Lissa. The mass of moaning and whimpering girls on the floor became a mass of screaming and wailing girls. The sight of so many beautiful women climaxing together was so erotic that if Jeff hadn't just cum in Brit's mouth, he would probably have an orgasm himself right then.
Finally the top girls rolled off the bottom ones, and the six of them lay there panting, their breasts heaving and their bodies trembling in the aftershocks of their orgasms.
It took the girls a while to recover, but eventually they all sat up. Most of them had tired or even sleepy looks in their eyes, exhausted from their wild lovemaking.
"So who do you think put our names in?" asked Kari.
"We know it wasn't me," said Greg, "and unless one of you cheated, it wasn't any of you either. So that just leaves Jeff and Alya."
"Jeff has a thing for sister-on-sister sex," Crystal grinned. "I say it was him."
"Everyone who thinks it was Jeff, raise your hand," said Kari. She raised her own hand, along with everyone except Lissa and Alya.
"Everyone who thinks it was Alya?" asked Kari. Both Lissa and Alya raised their hands.
"So it was you," Lissa told her girlfriend.
"Ever since I found out about your affair with your siblings, the thought of incest has gone from disturbing to arousing. Just like the thought of lesbians. Put those two together, and what do you have? Lesbian sisters! And of course, the only thing more arousing than a pair of lesbian sisters, is three pairs."
"I like your logic," Greg chuckled. "Of course, I like any logic that results in a bunch of gorgeous women having sex with each other in front of me."
"Well, we've all been involved at least once tonight," Kari said. "Should we go for any more?"
"I'm pretty exhausted," Lissa replied. "I don't think I could stand another round if it were me."
"Me neither," Greg agreed.
"So should we call it a day?" asked Allison.
"I could stand to go another five or six rounds," Rachael said, "but on the other hand, I'd rather wait until tomorrow. After all, it's Lissa's birthday, and I have a feeling it's going to be her favorite birthday ever."
Lissa grinned. "Well then, what are we waiting for?" she asked. "Let's go to bed."
"That's what Rachael always says," Jeff commented, and they all laughed.
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