ACCIDENTS WILL HAPPEN
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The phone rang: it was Mom calling. I had to answer this. God, help me. Just help me get through this conversation with Mom without letting slip I’ve been fucking my sister. Please. If only I'd known just how unnecessary that thought was.
“Get off me. It’s Mom,” I urged. Surprisingly, Grace didn’t delay in getting off me and the bed. She moved to the bathroom. I took a deep breath and, at the last possible moment, pressed answer.
“Hi, Mom. Happy New Year,” I answered as soberly as possible. I waited, but there was no reply. I double checked that we were connected and realized I had missed the call. Damn. Gotta call her back.
Grace returned from the bathroom with a warm wash cloth which she handed to me to clean off my cock. She then proceeded to help me remove the soiled sheets.
“I’ll go start the laundry,” I started in that direction.
“No, you call Mom back. I’ll put these in the washer,” she insisted.
“Thanks. Detergent is in the cupboard up above the washer. Love you, sis.” And in more ways than one, I thought.
I almost followed as I took a moment to admire the beautiful specimen that is Grace’s ass before dialing Mom back. She answered on the first ring.
“Happy New Year, KJ. I was just leaving a message.”
“Happy New Year, Mom,” I replied. “I was just dozing in the living room and left my phone in the bedroom," I lied. "Sorry, I just barely missed your call.”
“Oh, that’s okay. So, what’d you do last night? Did you find a beautiful girl to kiss at midnight? Or maybe a handsome man…” She really never gave up on that. I guess she just wanted me to feel comfortable enough to be open with her. “Is that who you were ‘dozing’ with?”
“Yeah, so, I went to a party last night. And believe it or not, I met this really cute gal: blonde, blue eyes, about twenty-five or so. She graduated Wilson this past spring…”
“Wow. She sounds beautiful. What’s her name?”
“Grace,” I answered nonchalantly.
“Oh, stop it! You’re just being silly now.”
“No, seri… seriously,” I couldn’t continue. Grace was back from the washer, on her knees, kissing my flaccid member, lifting and sucking on my balls. I pulled the phone away. To Grace, I whispered, “Stop that!” She merely gave a cheeky smile. Then, I was back on the phone, talking to Mom, and feeling the beginnings of a raging hard-on. “Yeah, Mom. Grace ended up attending the SAME…” Grace’s fingers massaged my balls so I flashed her a look, “the same party as me last night. Seemingly everyone else had someone to kiss at midnight. Being the good brother I a-a-a-a-am,” again I pulled the phone away to tell Grace to stop stroking my semi-hard and growing cock. “Being the good brother I am, we kissed in the New Year.”
“What’s going on, honey? Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. Grace is here, helping to massage a kink out. She needed a place to crash last night.”
“Oh, I’m so glad you two are getting along.” Looking back, I wish I had been able to pay attention to how she said it. Instead, I was far too concerned with trying to hold off the impending orgasm. I want to say there was a hidden meaning, but I really don’t remember. “Put her on.”
By this point, Grace had my full erection in her mouth. “Hey, sis, Mom wants to say hi.”
I cringed as she withdrew from my cock making such a loud sucking noise I’m almost certain Mom heard it. Whether or not she could tell what the sound really was, well I’d hopefully never know.
Here’s what the conversation sounded like, as I heard only my sister’s side of it.
“Hey, Mom.
“Happy New Year’s to you, too. How did you guys celebrate?
“Wow! No he did NOT! He’s such a freaky, cheeky bastard…
At this point, she looked at me, smiled, and winked. I pushed her onto her back, spreading her legs. As I started going down on her, she patted my head.
“Well, the party was at Raven’s. You remember her from graduation, right?” My tongue was on her clit, my chin covered in her natural lubricant, and I could hear the strain in her voice. “Yes, the one I sometimes sleep with…” I eased two fingers inside her moistened pussy. I heard Grace sigh and I’m sure our mother could hear it as well.
“Yeah, well, just after. So, right at midnight, KJ was actually kissing Raven...”
To be completely honest, at this point in the conversation I wasn’t sure if Grace was talking to me, to Mom, or to both of us. She was looking at me the whole time, lust at the edges of her eyes, but still talking into the phone.
“Yes. Yes! He does kiss well. At least, in my limited experience. It was awesome. You’ll never believe what was really going on. There was alcohol, drugs, and a mini orgy broke out down in the basement… Yes, we both participated… Oh, there were ten or so people there, all sorts of kissing, fondling, heavy petting, and of course, full on fucking... Yes, he saw me with Raven… Oh, oh no… No, no, no…" She pushed me away and got up. "No, Mom, you’ll have to ask him. Hold on.” She took the phone away. I saw her press the mute button.
“Come over here, my sexy brother,” she pulled me up from the bed. She kissed me, licking her juices off my face. “God! I’ve always loved having sex while on the phone, but never has it been my big brother before. Wow!
“Anyway, Mom is asking if you made it with a guy last night. I want to tell her because Da-yum!!! was it a sexy sight to behold. But I’m not answering that for you. You make up whatever story you want. I won’t say anything.” She kissed me again then pressed unmute.
“Mom?... Yes, he’s right here. If you want to know about that, you’ll have to ask him… Okay. Love you, too, Mom. Here he is.” She passed the ticking time bomb over to me.
“Hey, Mom.”
“So, you took part in an orgy last night? I’m so glad you’re expanding your horizons.”
“Yeah. It was pretty intense,” I answered guardedly.
“So, did you participate with just the girls? Or were there any guys you fooled around with?”
“Mom, really?”
“I just want to know if you’ll be bringing a guy home for our anniversary party next month. You know, before I married your father I dated a few girls…”
“Mom, please.”
“There was this one…”
“Mom!”
“Sandy was her name. Beautiful smile, smelled of lilacs, natural bush…”
“MOM! Seriously! Please stop.”
“Ok, so tell me what you did with him.”
“And you’ll stop talking about fucking other women?”
“Kevin James Keene, you better not use that kind of language with me. You know better than that.”
“Fine,” I gave in. I took a deep breath. “Yes. Yes I did mess around with a couple of the guys there.”
“Oh, really? Here we go, this sounds exciting. Please, I want some details!”
“Well, Mom, to start with, I was tied up, blindfolded, and gagged.”
“Did they hurt you? Are you okay?
“Surprisingly, I’m fine. Bondage isn’t really my scene, but I was just trying to go with the flow. Raven, whom you apparently already know, she kind of talked me through it all. She was easy to trust, so I went along with the whole thing. I figured I wouldn't have enough courage on my own, why not let a beautiful gal help me experience something new? So Raven talked me through it.”
“Sweet girl,” Mom mentioned. I noticed an odd tone to her voice, but thought nothing of it. “So, she talked you through getting tied up?”
“Yes, that and the other stuff as well. I really had never thought about it, despite your urging me to explore. It wasn’t something I was all that eager to experience. I love women, Mom.”
“I know you do, honey. But I want more. Was there kissing, oral? Did you top? Bottom?”
“Okay, Mom. Please, just a little privacy?”
“So, Sandy’s vagina tasted like…”
“I got fucked, Mom.” Silence. “But Gracie was right: the drugs and alcohol made it easy to relax. So, I ended up getting screwed up the ass and sucking a cock.”
“Oh, goodness, KJ. But it feels so good, doesn’t it? Did you enjoy it?”
“Well, I wouldn’t go out looking for a guy. I didn’t go out looking for a guy,” I shot a nasty look at my sexy sister, “but under the right circumstances I wouldn’t be averse to having another go round.”
“Well, it’s a start. I’m so glad you’re okay with it.”
“I’m not gay, Mom. And really, it was a bit of a head trip at the time. I mean, it was fun, but I’m not gay.”
“And neither is your Dad, but…”
“Really, Mom? Way too much information. Please, can I go now?”
“Let me just say this. Be safe whoever you’re with. Both you and Grace,” she paused for meaning. “We don’t want any unexpected gifts.” By the way she said it, my skin crawled.
“Mom? What do you mean?”
“I want you guys to have fun. But be safe.”
“Fun?”
“I know how orgies are, baby. Just don’t fall in love with her.”
“Don’t fall in love with whom?”
“You know. Anyways, Happy New Year. Put your sister on.”
Flabbergasted, I handed the phone to Grace.
“Hey, Mom… Wait a minute. I’m going to go outside.”
I didn’t hear any more of the conversation. Instead, I watched as Grace put on a pair of my sweats and a heavy coat and walked out to the balcony. I watched Grace through the glass doors. She was sitting on a lawn chair, her back to me. The phone was in her right hand and, with the way she was moving around out there, I could have sworn she was jilling herself. When Grace lit up a smoke after ten minutes or so, I was fairly certain my mom and sister were having phone sex. In all honesty, I’d never looked at my mother that way, sexually. I looked at our family photos from Christmas and realized just how sexy my mother was. I’d always known she was attractive, I just never wanted to think about her as a potential object of lust. But I could definitely see the attraction. Grace was merely a younger version of our mother: the same eyes, same cheek bones, same smile. I wondered about if Mom’s ass might be just as round and sexy as Grace’s… And here I go again. I’m a fucking pervert.
Grace finally came back inside. “I love you too, Mom. Tell Dad we say hi.” She hung up.
So caught up in my own forbidden romance, I totally forgot about him. “Where is Dad?”
“He got called into work,” she answered.
“So, were you and Mom… Did you…, while on the phone with Mom…” I couldn’t find a way to complete my thought.
“Oh, hell yes. We’ve been phone line fuck buddies since I started at Wilson.” She didn’t even seem fazed. In fact, she seemed proud.
“So you have phone sex with Mom but don’t bring up that you know that she and Dad are having bisexual relations with our neighbors?”
“Okay, you got me,” she replied. The realization hit me, and I really should have seen it coming. Now it all somehow started making sense. She blushed a deep red. We looked at each other in silence for a few moments before she finally spoke again.
“So, that whole thing about the Grangers…” she paused.
“So you’ve been having phone sex with Mom,” I asked again.
Then I was struck with what Mom had said about Dad and my reeling continued. Neither is your dad, but…, she had said. My Dad isn’t gay, but… what? And I remembered what Grace had said earlier about Dad: And Dad apparently enjoys pleasing men and knows his way around a penis... “But hasn’t it come up that she and Dad are having bisexual relations with our neighbors?”
“Okay. Okay, you got me,” she repeated. She gave me a searching look. I noticed a tension in her face as she looked at me deeply, looked through my outer shell and into my soul. She must have found what she was looking for because the tension relaxed. I still don’t know what she saw, but she did open up.
“It wasn’t Mr. Granger’s cock I was sucking,” she finally began again, this time looking me directly in the eye. “KJ, I really think this would be a good conversation over a glass of whisky.”
“Tell me first, then the whisky.”
“You don’t have any whisky here. Let me go pick some up and I’ll be right back and we can continue this conversation. I really think it’d be easier on you withTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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