ACCIDENTS WILL HAPPEN
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Accidents Happen, Chapter 6 free porn video
“Don’t I have a say in this?” I asked, originally more in jest than actually caring for the answer. That was before I knew what was really going on.
“He’s not mine, Raven. You take him.” Grace literally pushed me over at Raven. Raven, for her part, nearly dug pounds of flesh out of my shoulders, making her statement of claim on my physical being.
“Ouch! Calm down, you guys. And like I said, does no one care what I think?” I repeated.
This time the girls giggled as they looked each other in the eye. In unison, again they said, “Nope.”
Raven spoke into my ear, not a whisper, but in a clear, full voice, “You are mine. Any further objections you have will be kept quiet. In time, you won’t have any.” I didn’t have any now, but I said nothing.
“But we’ll still share him for a while yet,” Grace stated rather than asked. The tension was palpable. Grace’s eyes were more intense than I’d ever seen.
“Oh, of course, Gracie,” Raven said in such a way that one might feel the issue needn’t be raised at all. “We’ll share him for as long as you like. But in the end, he’s mine.”
The night didn’t last much past the second bottle of whisky. There were plenty of innuendos but no further intercourse. Eventually, Grace joined Chaz on the bed while I transformed the couch into a bed for Raven and me. We murmured back and forth to each other in our drunken stupor. But I definitely remember one thing she said: cousin. I don’t remember what it was exactly, but it sounded like, “You better fuck my cousin good.”
Raven and I woke with the sunlight the next morning. I felt her eyes imploring me to wake as I noticed the lightened room with my eyes still shut. When I did open them, they were met with the intent gaze of a lioness about to pounce. We kissed instead, with heavy petting involved. As with most sofa-beds, this one creaked with nearly any movement. When the creaking became too much for even us to ignore, we were fully in the throes of lustful passion.
Afterwards, I checked on Grace and Chaz, both still dead asleep on my bed.
“Rather than wait for the princesses to wake from their beauty slumber, maybe you and I should get some breakfast now,” I suggested.
We walked two or three blocks through a light dusting of snow. The sky was clear and the wind was brisk, nothing unusual for winter here. I led Raven to the nearest breakfast nook I knew and I opened the door for her to enter. Before we even were seated, the waitress had already brought over two piping hot mugs of coffee.
Raven stared me in the eye, searching: for what I didn’t know but would soon find out. Then she smiled and looked at the winter wonderland outside the window. She held her coffee mug in both hands at her lips, breathing the warm steam into her body. Still not looking at me, she began to speak.
“You should know…” she began. “I’ve known Chaz my whole life. We lost our virginity together.”
“Must be weird now that you know he’s gay,” I replied.
“Not really. I kind of suspected based on some of the things we’d talk about. I mean, it’s not like a man has to be gay to check out another man. But we had our talks where I’d tell him about my latest crush and he’d say how cute they were.” She paused a moment, then looked me in the eye again. “And heck, Chaz knows I fuck women every now and then. Why can’t he enjoy screwing dudes? It’d be kind of hypocrisy if I thought that way. Wouldn’t it? And besides, I don’t even really enjoy going down on women all that much. Besides Grace... Well, it’s just that your sister’s tongue works miracles on my pussy. She’s a natural, always has been.”
“Really?” It took me a second to realize what she had said. “Wait! You know?!” Raven just smirked and winked at me. I was completely taken off guard. “Shit.” I wasn’t nearly so protected as I thought I was.
“Don’t worry, KJ. Your secrets are safe with me.” She paused again. “In fact, Chaz isn’t just a fuck buddy of mine.”
“What do you mean? You aren’t going to tell anyone, right? How did you find out?” I was in such a panic mode that I couldn't listen clearly.
“Calm down, KJ. I’ve been sleeping with your sister for a couple of years now. You probably don’t remember the pink-haired goth chick you met at her graduation...? Grace introduced me as Rae Rae.”
“No way. That was you?”
I saw her cheeks blush before she began her response. She pulled out her phone, showing me a picture of me, Grace, and Mom standing with a pink-haired beauty wearing all black and a studded collar after Grace’s graduation ceremony. Sure enough, this black-haired beauty was the same gal as the pink-haired, black-clad one in the picture.
“Anyway, it’s more than that: Chaz and I are cousins.”
There wasn’t much to say at that point, and our breakfasts had arrived. Actually, there were far too many things to say, they were all just jumbled in my head. Raven didn’t seem to mind the silence as we ate.
“I like you, Raven,” I said first. “Please…“ I began. “Please hold it against me.” And I meant it. No, not that way; I judged myself more than most, more than I should, even. I’m not even sure I judge myself nearly enough. I love you, Grace.
“You know? You men can be dense sometimes,” she stated. “Honestly, I think it’s hot that you and… Grace…” she paused as the waitress came around offering more coffee. “I think it’s hot,” she continued after the waitress passed, “that you and Grace sleep together.”
We talked awhile about our budding relationship and where we thought we were headed. Raven ended the conversation with a proposal.
“When you’re done screwing around with your sis over there, I’ll stop banging my cousin. We’ll see.”
“Okay, I agree. We both stop messing around with Chaz and Grace, at least for a while, so we can see where this is going. I really do like you, Raven. You seem so free, so casual, so easy-going.” She started laughing. “No, I said ‘easy-going’ not ‘easy,’ Raven. Gosh! Give me some credit, huh?”
We finished our breakfast and sat for a while in the warmth of the diner. Then Raven brought it all up again as we walked through the frigid, snow-filled air.
“Grace and I have talked it over, and not just last night at your place. That was all just a show for your benefit. She called me after that first weekend and practically begged me to take her confession.” She laughed. “Funny thing is that she wasn’t at all repentant about her lust for you - proud, maybe, but not ashamed. That was when I came clean to her about Chaz and myself. So, don’t you worry. Grace and I are best friends. I’ve shared men with her and she’s shared men with me. And there was this one all-girl sleepover…” I noticed a wistful look in her eyes. “But that’s not important.” At least she whispered this last bit, “As I said earlier, you being her brother just makes it hotter.”
“So you and Chaz are cousins,” I repeated.
“And he’s not bad in bed. What do you think?”
“Well, as far as I know, he’s the only one that ever fucked me. Besides my… Besides Grace.”
We talked a bit more as we walked, rating Grace and Chaz in different aspects of sex. Rather than head straight back to the apartment, Raven and I walked the mostly quiet Sunday streets until our coffees were finished. Despite the biting chill, I enjoyed the wintry weather, the snow on the ground, the snow still falling. The wind had died down some, which made it just bearable. And by the time we arrived outside my apartment building, we had decided to use the stairs to warm up rather than take the elevator.
Once we arrived at the apartment, both Raven and I heard the sounds of sex from outside the closed door. I double-checked to make sure none of my neighbors was walking by before opening. The scene that greeted us was delectable.
Chaz and Grace were on the pull-out bed Raven and I had slept on the previous night. Chaz was lying on his back and my sister was riding him reverse cowgirl. She was really slamming her ass down hard on his cock and I could see she’d already cum at least once, or was that pee? In either case, the bedding and the mattress were soaked with her bodily fluids.
When Chaz realized they were no longer alone, he seemed to panic, causing him to orgasm. He grabbed Grace’s hips and slammed her down full force. I saw his legs spasm and shake as he loosed his load deep in my sister’s rectum. She lay back, keeping his cock lodged in her ass. I watched them kiss, merely enjoying the visual of their sexual union.
I led Raven to my bedroom and closed the door. We were naked in seconds, still cold from the weather but hot with lust. I picked her up and lay her down on my bed. I placed my cock at her entrance, surprised to find her already dripping wet. Needless to say, we warmed up rather quickly. Before long we were sweating with the exertion and breathless. I felt the beginnings of orgasm stirring in my loins but Raven was already in the throes of coital bliss so I released into her. We lay panting in each other’s arms for a few moments, maybe minutes, before I pulled a blanket over our cooling bodies.
Finally able to speak, I looked Raven in the eye and asked, “What are your plans for the week?”
We set up a date for dinner on Thursday. After a short respite, I offered Raven a robe and the two of us joined my sister and Chaz in the living room. On TV, they were watching the NFC Championship pre-game show. Both wore at least a blanket, sitting at opposite ends of the couch. I poured a couple whiskies and sat down beside Raven on the love seat. We watched as the Eagles lost and then as my team, the Steelers, won. The Super Bowl was going to be awesome.
I was invited, unsurprisingly, to Raven’s Super Bowl bash. She claimed all her guests had already gotten the following Monday off work. There was no way I was going to miss this party, so I talked to my boss the following day. As it turned out, I had no reason to worry as management had already decided to close for the Monday after the Super Bowl. I mean, home-town team,To continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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