Date: Tue, 12 Sep 2023 11:18:36 +0000 From: Z Subject: Sharing Season CH02 **************************** Author's note. Kindly note that this is a work of fantasy. If you feel easily offended, kindly stop reading now. If you feel, urges, needs or desires rise within which are punishable by law, please stop what you are doing and seek professional help. Only harm can come from it for yourself and those around you. Any similarities in the story with real people or real situations is purely coincidental. **************************** TAGS: Incest, Bisexual (FF, MM, FFM & MMF). CONTACT: citizenzwrites@protonmail.com DONATIONS: https://donate.nifty.org/ ADDITIONAL: Please donate to Nifty to keep it alive. I don't need any personal donations, however I'd love to hear your thoughts about my stories! **************************** TITLE: CH02 -- Introductions - part 2. **************************** The following morning, I woke up and as usual my cock would be rock hard. I wanted to jerk off, but even if there was the slightest of chances of it happening, I rather saved myself for Emma. I quickly got out of bed and threw on a shirt and some shorts. I opened the curtains and the bright light almost blinded me, summer was here, there was no doubt about that. Still not warm enough to go for a swim, but warm enough to walk around in my shorts and shirt during the day. Once I was in the hallway, I noticed Emma's bedroom door was open and my gaze lingered. How great would it be to just spend the night over at her room. It had been ages that we had a sleepover and I questioned if my parents would not think anything of it if we would do it again. Being able to wake up next to her now, sure would have a different meaning than last summer. I climbed down the stairs and I could hear my father talking to my mother in the kitchen. Once I opened the hallway door and stepped inside, I saw Emma sit in one of the comfy chairs as she greeted me with a beautiful smile. "Look who's finally up" Emma exclaimed as I saw her gaze lingered on my crotch while she bit her lower lip and looked back to me before giving me a dirty smile. Her hands slid upwards and she quickly flashed me, all though, unfortunately for me, she was already wearing a bra. "Stop teasing your brother" my mother directed firmly at my sister as both Emma and myself chuckled. My mother gave me a confused glance, since she couldn't see Emma nor what she had just done. "What?" my mother followed up her glance and I replied "inside joke mom". My parents glanced to each other and back to me as I just shrugged my shoulders. I walked over to Emma and leaned in and gave her a kiss on the cheek. Our family had always been close, very close compared to those of my friends. It wasn't uncommon for us to greet each other with either a hug or a kiss like this. I walked over to my mother, who was 5'3" and gave her a kiss on her cheek. Unfortunately, she was already wearing her work clothes, so I had missed out on catching a glimpse of her 34D's cleavage. "How tall are you now? I'd give it a year and you're going to be just as tall if not bigger than your mother" my father asked from behind his newspaper. "5'0" dad" I replied as he nodded and offered his cheek to me for a kiss as well. "A year later and I might be as big as you" I stated after kissing him and my dad stared at me for a moment. "Give it another 4 years at least, buddy" he replied as he chuckled. My dad was 6'7" so chances that I was right were very slim as I chuckled back at him. "Did you already pack?" my mother asked in a friendly tone and I shook no as I sat down. My mother sighed and just gave me her "look" and I quickly added "after breakfast". "You better!" my mother warned me with a smile before adding "we have an earlier flight than usual, so we leave in an hour". I nodded and poured in some cereal in the bowl in front of me as my mother's words sank in. That I wouldn't be able to play with Emma as much as I would like for the upcoming 2 weeks. "So where are you two heading this time?" I asked, trying to shake this feeling and put a spoon full of cereal into my mouth. "First to Austin, then Dallas, followed by Houston and we end in Denver" my father noted as he looked up from his newspaper. "Cool!" I noted before downing another spoon of cereal. My parents worked in the entertainment branch, both as event managers and even owned their own company. They were once again hired to manage multiple festivals and had to be there to arrange all "last-minute stuff", or so they had once explained to me. It meant for us, that usually in summer time, we hardly saw them and spend most of our time at our uncle Paul and aunt Laura. Whom lived with our 13-year-old nephew Ryan, 2 villages away. Where we lived it was just a cluster of small villages with the occasional small town, it was like that for 100 miles in any direction. So, in the end, it didn't really mean where we spend our time, given there was just as little to do in other villages than where we lived. Luckily, uncle Paul ran a rather successful IT-business. Their house was nearly 3 times the size of ours and came with both an indoor and outdoor pool and even a small spa. Not that we spend a lot of time there, only uncle Paul, aunt Laura and occasionally Ryan would retreat there as both Emma and myself preferred being in one of the 2 swimming pools. All in all, we could end up in way worse or lame place when our parents would be away. The drive took less than 20 minutes and I was looking forward to seeing them all. Despite the sour taste it left in my mouth as I glanced over to Emma, whom shared my look it seemed. My parents went in with us for coffee, but perhaps only stayed for about 10-15 minutes before leaving again. "So where is Ryan?" I asked curiously. Normally he would have come downstairs by now and drag me upstairs. "Oh? You didn't know?" Laura said surprised as I shook my head no. "He's at a special summer camp for the next 2 weeks" came her reply as she quickly explained that Ryan had been nagging to go since last year. She furthermore told me it was an IT camp, which made sense, given he was quite the geek in that department. Not that he was a nerd or anything, he just loved anything that had to do with technology and was very handy with it. After we had put away our bags, we had lunch in their backyard and Emma proposed to go bounce on the trampoline. I didn't really care for the trampoline itself, but I wasn't going to pass up on the opportunity of seeing my sister's tits jiggle and bounce from up close. Emma wore her favorite type of outfit as of late, this time it was a tight light purple short and a matching top, which looked more like a sports bra than an actual top. I really loved those outfits on her and said it every time she wore it. I think she knew that her thong showed off her ass really great in it and with a bit of luck I could see the outline of her pussy lips very clearly. As Emma jumped up, I caught my uncle staring at my sister's ass and I couldn't help to chuckle, my uncle, awkwardly scraped his throat and diverted his eyes to a plant next to him. Very convincing uncle Paul... "What was that about?" Emma whispered to me as we walked over to the trampoline. "Uncle Paul checked out your ass" I chuckled as Emma giggled by my response. "What a perv right?" I asked my sister without thinking too much of it. "Well, a perv that I wouldn't mind cuddling though" Emma replied in a teasing voice. "You wouldn't!" I replied in disbelief of Emma's response, not sure whether she was or wasn't joking. "Oh please! As if you wouldn't love to grope, lick and suck aunt Laura's huge tits!" Emma replied in a voice that she used when she knew she was right. "I wouldn't mind that at all" I chuckled back at her as I could only imagine how her tits would look without a bikini on. Aunt Laura was the youngest of the adults with 33. She was quite a lot taller than us kids with her 5'8. She had long thick blonde hair which she either wore loose or in a ponytail. And like my mother she had bright green eyes, all though my mother had black hair. Compared to my mother, she was a bit slimmer, her hips were less wide but she clearly still had an hourglass figure. Her belly always seemed toned and flat, unless she bent over, as then a little "mommy-wrinkle" formed. She swam daily, which kept her body really toned. It wasn't as if she was as muscular as Uncle Paul, but it clearly kept her in shape. Her ass itself was amazing! Big and round and on the sparse moment I had "accidently" touched it, it was as hard as a brick. Last but not least were her tits, they were clearly bigger than my mother's 34D's, which I had learned from going through the laundry basket, at home, several times and aunt Laura's tits were super huge compared to Emma's 30B's. Often, I suspected Emma to just wear a bigger bra size than she actually needed, which I could understand. But what did I know right? Uncle Paul was a living god, he was nearly as big as my dad, with his 6'6", but much more muscled from all the boxing he did. On the few times that I was able to, I had stared at his crotch and the big bulge revealed his cock was way bigger than mine. Which as well explained why Ryan seemed to be bigger than me. As of late and I had not yet talked to Emma about it, I had started to fantasize about cocks. One day I was watching porn and accidently opened an all-male-orgy. Prior to that day, I had been jerking off to all kinds of hetero porn ever since I was 11, but since that day, I did it nearly as much to gay or bisexual porn. There was just something magical about cocks that I loved and where I couldn't put my finger on. "Still thinking about aunt Laura's tits?" Emma's teasing voice sounded as she bounced next to me. "Don't worry sis, I love watching and feeling your tits just as much" I replied, trying to avoid her feeling offended. "Good, as these are all yours" she replied while she twirled around in the air and pushed her tits upwards with her hands. My cock instantly got hard as I saw her nipples starting to pierce through the fabric of her top and I wished she could just take it off. That way I could see her tits bounce freely and something told me, uncle Paul wouldn't mind either. We bounced some more and simultaneously glanced over to our uncle and aunt. We saw aunt Laura's head disappear under the table and bop up and down a few times. "Oh my god! Did you see that?" I gasped in disbelief. "Yeah! It looks like she is sucking uncle Paul's cock! Lucky woman!" Emma teased me back. I wasn't sure what I was more jealous off, Emma lusting for uncle Paul's cock or aunt Laura who sucked his cock. "I'll bet it's from watching you bounce up and down" I teased back. "Oh, if only! You wouldn't mind, would you?" Emma asked in a concerned voice. "Not if you don't mind if I play with aunt Laura!" I replied enthusiastically. "So, it's settled then, you can play with aunt Laura and I can play with uncle Paul, if we ever get the chance.", Emma happily summed up before adding "without either of us getting jealous or angry, deal?". "Deal!" I replied enthusiastically, despite having mixed feelings about the idea of sharing my sister. But I couldn't pass up on the opportunity, if it ever arose, all though very slim, to play with aunt Laura. The rest of the day we played board games and I couldn't help but stare at aunt Laura's big tits and her cleavage every time she bent over the board. She caught me staring twice and either she didn't mind, or she didn't think anything of it. As she just smiled back at me. Most likely she still thought I was too young to view her in the light that I did. All though I was sitting at the table with a raging boner. When we went to bed Emma seemed to have an epiphany. "You know... Now Ryan isn't in the room next door..." she said before pausing as it both confused and excited me. I stared blankly at her as she giggled to my response before it hit me. "It means we can play!" I said out louder than intended as Emma instantly shushed me. "Uncle Paul and aunt Laura sleep downstairs, but that doesn't mean they are deaf" Emma warned me as I nodded to acknowledge my mistake. "So, want to share my bed tonight? Like old times?" Emma said seductively. I chuckled at her as she seemed concerned by my facial expression in response, before I managed to joke "sure hope it's going to be different than the old sleepovers we had". Emma giggled amused back at me as she seemed relieved before heading to the door. She locked the door as she looked seductively over her shoulder at me. She slowly pulled down her shorts and her cute little ass came into view, her cheeks separated by a black thong. She pulled off her top and placed her hands on her tits before turning around and she slowly walked over to me. My cock immediately got rock hard and it formed quite the tent in my shorts. Emma took a glance and giggled before mouthing "mmmm" before adding "Is that all for me?". I nodded and reached out to her as she let go of her tits and dashed towards me. She gave me a quick and teasing kiss and pulled up my shirt. Before she could drop it, I pressed my chest firmly into her tits and I could feel her hard nipples press into my chest. "You really like my little tits, don't you?" Emma giggled. I quickly gave them a glance, pressed up onto my chest, as they made a little cleavage. "Like them? I love them! I want to see and play with them all day long sis!" I replied with an attempt to keep my voice deep and low, which I knew she liked. "And I love how you looking at them, play with them and suck them" Emma replied, clearly showing of her aroused state in her voice. I moaned softly as I kissed her deeply while Emma returned the favor. My hands reached around and I groped her firm little ass. Emma let out an excited little shriek as I firmly groped her ass. I loved the fact that she was so small and petite, given I was 5'0" and she was 4'8", there wasn't much difference between us, yet. But it wouldn't take long before I towered above her. Emma broke of the kiss and said the words that I longed to hear, "let's get into bed, stud". **************************** If you liked my story and want to show me support kindly donate to Nifty in my name. I don't need donations myself and have been a reader of Nifty for over 2 decades. So in a way your donations would show my thanks as well to Nifty itself. Contact me at citizenzwrites@protonmail.com ****************************