Chapter 2

“Someone’s overdressed,” Ilsa commented to Sarah.

“Mm hmm. Probably because he’s too busy looking at porn,” Sarah agreed, playfully pushing Ilsa onto the bed.

“I uh…” Ronald stammered, then paused in his undressing as the two blondes kissed one another, using their tongues.

His cock, which had been swelling while watching the pornography on the television sprang to full erection as he watched the two girls kissing heatedly. He watched as Sarah fondled his sister’s large breasts, then watched as Sarah bent her head and began to tongue Ilsa’s hard nipple. He stood, stupefied as the two girls touched and kissed.

Sarah turned and looked at her boyfriend. She made the ‘hurry up’ motion with her hand as she slowly rolled Ilsa to lie on her back on the flimsy mattress.

“His… Sister? His own sister?” Rain asked, safe and warm in Sarah’s embrace.

“Mm hmm,” Sarah agreed, wrapping the warm, fluffy towel around Rain’s body. I just love that towel warmer, you hear? Now, come on. Mommy bought you a bottle of that vanilla lotion you like so much.”

“Ooh! A back rub?” Rain whooped. “Oh! Happy Valentine’s Day to me!”

“And if you’re good, a little bit more,” Sarah husked as she escorted Rain to their bed where a large towel was already spread out, waiting.

“Oh! I’ll be good,” Rain promised, seeing the strap-on cock lying on Sarah’s pillow.

“I know. Mommy’s little girl is always good,” Sarah said, helping Rain onto the bed.

Sarah could taste Ilsa’s lotion, could smell Ilsa’s perfume and a small hint of Ilsa’s sweat as she tongued Ilsa’s nipples. She suckled on Ilsa’s nipple for a moment, shivering with anticipation as she felt the bed sag when a nude Ronald joined them.

She purred as she felt Ronald’s hard body pressing against her back. She felt his hand cup her breasts, squeezing and massaging her breast. His chest pressed against her head, pushing her into Ilsa’s breast.

With a jolt, Sarah realized that Ronald and Ilsa were kissing. Brother and sister were sharing a passionate kiss; Sarah just happened to be in the way, trapped between their nude bodies.

Wiggling down Ilsa’s prone body, Sarah knelt between Ilsa’s well-formed thighs. She brought her mouth to Ilsa’s lightly furred crotch. She could see droplets of Ilsa’s excitement on the white-blonde pubic hair. She could see Ilsa’s pale pink inner lips peeking out of the curls, peeking from Ilsa’s plump slit. She could also smell Ilsa’s excitement as she blew warm breath across the pale pink labia. The smell and the sight did little to prepare Sarah for that first intoxicating taste of another woman’s sex.

Ronald and Ilsa broke their kiss. Ronald again made the motel’s cheap flimsy mattress sag as he knelt behind Sarah’s kneeling form.

“Augh!” Sarah cried out when the slightly taller young man dragged his erection through the furrow of her buttocks, blindly seeking her pussy.

There had been an electric current that rippled through Sarah’s body when the blunt head of Ronald’s cock brushed against her anus. Her anus clenched tightly, spasming at the contact.

“Be right back,” Sarah suddenly declared, scrambling from the bed.

In the bathroom, Sarah voided. Sitting, she listened to the sounds of pleasure bleeding through the flimsy walls. She did not know if Ronnie had left the television on; she did not know if she was listening to the pornography on the television, or if she was hearing the sounds of brother and sister joining in carnal, illicit, physical love.

Entering the bedroom again, Sarah saw that the television was still on, still showing pornography; multiple partners using one another for their pleasure. And on the bed, Ronnie and Ilsa were grunting and groaning, thrusting vigorously against one another as they kissed frantically. Ilsa and Ronnie were drowning out the simulated sounds of pleasure bleeding from the television’s small speaker with their own grunts and moans of pleasure.

“I’m, I’m, augh, I, oh God,” Ronnie cried out.

“Yes! Yes, oh God, come, come in me,” Ilsa shrieked, legs wrapping tightly around Ronnie’s waist.

Sarah stood, watching the two lovers contorting in orgiastic bliss. With a loud guttural groan, Ronnie stiffened and pumped his seed into Ilsa’s clutching depths.

A moment later, Ilsa’s legs fell from about Ronnie’s middle and flopped onto the bed. Ronnie sluggishly pulled his wilted member from his sister’s pussy and fell to the side, lying next to the blonde beauty.

Sarah hurriedly crawled onto the bed and took Ronnie’s sticky cock into her mouth. She’d performed fellatio on Ronnie several times and enjoyed the act. She also enjoyed the result of the act. She had heard her friends, even her mother complaining bitterly about the taste and texture of semen but Sarah truly enjoyed the act, the taste and the texture of cock sucking.

This time, there was a different flavor to her boyfriend’s cock. Sarah rubbed her thighs together as she tasted her friend’s essences on Ronnie’s cock. Sucking with purpose, Sarah delved her right hand between her legs, rubbing her clitoris as she cleaned Ronnie’s slowly reviving cock of his and his sister’s essences.

Swiveling her head, Sarah stared for a long moment at Ilsa’s raw looking pussy. The slit was no longer tight looking; her inner lips were reddened and dotted with white splotches of brotherly semen. Sarah wiggled to kneel between Ilsa’s splayed legs once more and glued her mouth to Ilsa’s pussy. Once more, Ronnie knelt behind Sarah.

“My, my purse is right there,” Sarah said, nodding her head toward the low dresser.

“Okay,” Ronnie said, stroking his renewed erection.

“Get that little bottle of lotion,” Sarah ordered, then resumed taking long licks of Ilsa’s pussy.

“What? You, you’re not wet enough?” Ilsa asked then groaned as Sarah lapped frantically up and down Ilsa’s pussy.

“Not for my pussy,” Sarah said, then sucked Ilsa’s clitoris into her mouth.

“Not for your… Oh! Okay,” Ronnie said, then scrambled off the bed.

“Sarah groaned in pleasure as she felt her boyfriend’s greased fingers pushing against her clenched anus. For the briefest of moments, her anus fought to deny him entry. Then, she felt something give inside of her guts and his thick finger was probing her rectum.

“Oohh!” she hissed out, then tongued Ilsa to a squealing climax.

“Oh, oh God yes, God yes!” Sarah moaned as the blunt head of Ronnie’s cock pressed firmly against her greasy anus.

Ilsa wiggled away and a moment later, Sarah felt Ilsa’s lips on her hard nipple. Sarah wanted to reach out, wanted to grasp one of Ilsa’s large breasts but was unable to move as jagged shards of pain radiated from her anus outward. She ground her teeth as Ronnie forced himself into her bowels.

The first stab of pain slowly ebbed away; now Sarah just felt incredibly stuffed. She shut her eyes and ground her teeth; she could feel the blunt head of Ronnie pushing into her, stretching her, opening. Her. She could feel her rectal muscles struggling, attempting to expel his cock.

Ilsa’s hot mouth on her left nipple, then her right nipple was a minor distraction. Suddenly, Ilsa’s slim fingers diddled Sarah’s clitoris.

“I, oh Jesus, Jesus God, God yes!” Sarah suddenly cried out and shook in orgasm.

“And that, that’s how, oh, oh Sarah,” Rain cooed as Sarah slowly, lovingly massaged her lower back and sweetly rounded buttocks with the vanilla scented lotion.

“Mm hmm; pretty much,” Sarah admitted. “I loved Ilsa. And Ronnie. And then when Heidi turned eighteen, she joined us as well.”

“No! They, all four, all four of y’all?” Rain gasped.

“Mm hmm,” Sarah agreed, slowly insinuating a greased finger into Rain’s anal sheath.

“So, what, what you like more?” Rain asked, trying to peer over her shoulder at Sarah.

“I, well, I love sex. Love, love, love sex,” Sarah admitted. “But with a woman? It’s not just sex; it’s love.”

“Is it love with me?” Rain cajoled.

“It is love; it is a deep and true and unending love,” Sarah agreed, moving to roll Rain onto her back.

“Let, I need, let me up,” Rain insisted as Sarah managed to roll her onto her back.

With kisses and Giggles, Sarah assisted the pregnant girl down from the high bed. She watched with curiosity as Rain scampered from the bedroom; she’d assumed that Rain needed to use the toilet.

While Ronnie was using the motel’s anemic shower to clean his slimy cock, Ilsa and Sarah were locked in a passionate sixty nine. Sarah licked and sucked at Ilsa’s clitoris, thrusting two, then three fingers into Ilsa’s wet folds. She grunted in pleasure as Ilsa mirrored her actions.

Before Ronnie could mount Sarah or Ilsa, his cell phone let out a loud wail. Sarah could not help but break out in gales of giggles; he’d selected the sound of a baby’s crying as Heidi’s ring tone. She wondered briefly if Ilsa knew that he’d assigned the sound of a Yorkshire terrier’s incessant yapping as Ilsa’s ringtone.

“Great. Allison decided to be a stupid little bitch and now Heidi’s stranded at the skating rink,” Ronnie sighed, jamming his cell phone into his pocket once more.

“Well tell her to call Dad,” Ilsa suggested, spreading her legs in invitation.

“Said she tried. Even tried Mom’s phone,” Ronnie said, trying to find his boxer briefs. “No answer.”

Sarah almost told him to go fetch the girl, bring her home, then hurry back to the motel room. Then she reasoned, Heidi would most likely need her big sister. So the trio dressed in silence.

Just as they pulled up where a flushed Heidi stood, angry tears in her beautiful eyes, Sarah wondered what her own ring tone might be. Heidi flung the rear door open and climbed in.

“Hey,” Ilsa said quietly.

“Hey,” Heidi barked, then burst into tears.

“So what happened?” Ilsa asked, wrapping her arms around Heidi.

Sarah smiled; she’d been right that Heidi would need her big sister. As they pulled out of the parking lot, Sarah discreetly called Ronnie’s cell phone. She gasped out loud as she heard a witch’s cackle burst from Ronnie’s pocket.

“You’re kidding!” Rain said, scrambling to climb into the bed once more. “A witch? He had…”

“I slapped the shit out of him,” Sarah giggled as she assisted her lover into the bed once more. “Apparently it didn’t hurt; he wouldn’t stop laughing.”

“That’s terrible!” Rain giggled, now kneeling in front of the reclined Sarah.

“So, where’d you run off to?” Sarah asked, pulling herself from her mound of pillows.

“I, I wasn’t real sure,” Rain said, beautiful face very serious as she looked into Sarah’s eyes.

“You weren’t sure where you went?” Sarah asked, puzzled.

“No, no, I, I know where I went,” Rain said, waving her hand to silence Sarah. “I, I just wasn’t sure if we, if I, Sarah, I, I love you.”

“I love you too,” Sarah agreed.

“I know, I know that now; I mean, I just didn’t know how much but,” Rain said as she opened her clenched left hand.

“Is, is that…” Sarah gasped looking at the beautiful rose gold ring in Rain’s hand.

“I love you; I am so deeply in love with you,” Rain admitted, now holding the ring out. “And I want it to be forever; I want to marry you.”

“Yes, yes, I, oh God yes,” Sarah sobbed out, clutching Rain tightly.

“Now, help me down again; I got to tinkle,” Rain demanded as they broke apart.

“You are ridiculous,” Sarah giggled but did help the girl down.

Sarah realized she needed to tinkle as well so hurried to the hall bathroom. In the harsh fluorescent light of the hall’s half-bath, Sarah admired her engagement ring. The square cut diamond was at least one, possibly one and a half carats in size; Sarah wondered how the receptionist had managed to afford such a beautiful ring.

She was finished and once again reclining in their bed by the time Rain finished washing her hands. With kisses and touches, Sarah once more helped the beauty into the bed.

“So, what happened to Ronnie? And Ilsa and Heidi?” Rain asked as she cuddled up with Sarah.

“You know what? You, you’ll meet them,” Sarah decided, grabbing her cell phone. “Now that we’re officially engaged? You’ll meet them at our wedding.”

Rain’s parents and step-parents were thrilled to find out that their pregnant daughter was engaged, until they found out that she was engaged to another woman. To a person, they told her that they loved her but they would never approve of her choice in partners. Her ultra-conservative stepfather also denounced Rain for being with child out of wedlock.

Sarah’s mother hardly noticed; Rain had nothing that she wanted. Since it was of no benefit to her, Sarah’s mother shrugged in indifference. She did ask why Sarah couldn’t find a wealthy doctor or lawyer instead of a lowly receptionist.

Rain had wanted to leave the space for ‘Father’ blank or just write ‘Unknown’ on Sunni Nice Larsen’s birth certificate. When she’d contacted Beauregard ‘Bo’ Dunn and told him of her pregnancy, the arrogant young man had immediately disavowed any knowledge of the beautiful strawberry blonde. Sarah quietly reminded Rain, should they ever need Bo’s genealogical information, it would be best if the doctor knew whom to contact.

“But he’s never ever seeing her,” Rain said firmly, gazing upon their beautiful daughter.

“No, he’s never ever seeing her,” Sarah murmured, looking at the tiny little strawberry blonde bundle nursing from Rain’s breast.

Eight months after that sweaty June morning, Sarah stood by the door of the condo, suitcase at her feet. Tiring quickly of waiting, Sarah marched into the nursery and grabbed Rain’s hand.

“Rain, come on. They’re both pediatric nurses,” Sarah implored, trying to corral Rain toward the door of their condo.

“Don’t worry, Mommy,” one of the nurses smiled as the other nurse looked on stoically. “Sunni’s in good hands.”

“That, is Sunni crying: I can hear her crying,” Rain insisted as they waited for the elevator.

“Rain, I’m going to kill you,” Sarah said, grabbing Rain’s hand before the girl could dash for the door of their condo.

“Friday the thirteenth? We’re flying on Friday the thirteenth?” Rain gasped as the Uber driver drove them toward Judge Roberts Airport.

“Wait! It, today? Today is Friday the thirteenth?” the Uber driver asked, alarmed.

“Don’t,” Sarah warned the young man. “Do not feed into her insanity.”

“I hate flying,” Rain announced as they stood at the Cavalier Airlines counter.

“NOW? You wait until now to tell me that?” Sarah asked as the young woman checked their boarding passes on their cell phones.

“Oh Sarah, why? Why’d I let you talk me into this?” Rain wailed as Sarah forbade her from calling the nurses, calling to check on Sunni.

“Uh?” Sarah asked, holding up her left hand.

“They are pretty, aren’t they?” Rain agreed, looking at her own matching engagement ring.