Chapter 3

Lorelei’s period started the next day.

“I’m not going to have sex with you while you’re bleeding down there, so can Maisie use your pills for those days?” Brady asked.

“Yeah, that makes sense,” Lorelei agreed, feeling decidedly unsexy, and gave the next pill to Maisie.

“Why’s this one white?” Maisie asked before popping it into her mouth.

Lorelei shrugged. “Dunno ... my period starts when I take those, so maybe it’ll start yours?”

“Ugh, I hope not!”

Brady asked Lor to watch him and Maisie fuck. He seemed to get even more enthusiastic with an audience, and by that point Maisie’s vagina had fully recovered from her deflowering so the energetic sex made her cum hard, unaware that the placebo pill she’d taken wasn’t protecting her from her friend’s cousin’s youthful sperm as it invaded her vulnerable reproductive system. Despite her period, Lor couldn’t help but slip her fingers into her panties to rub out an orgasm into her pad.

Being right in between her own periods, it only took another couple days before Maisie was unknowingly impregnated by Brady as she rode him in the hide-a-bed, the feeling of his hot cum bursting inside her once again setting off her own orgasm, momentarily opening up her cervix to his invading sperm army. “Ohgoddd ... this feels sooo good...” she moaned and rolled onto her back, still shaking as her internal defenses failed.

Lor’s period was thankfully short so she resumed having sex with Brady while alternating pills with Maisie, unaware that the medication was doing nothing for her slim friend due to her already carrying Brady’s child. This had no effect on Maisie’s sex drive, though, and the frizzy brown-haired girl could barely wait for every second day to claim one of Brady’s loads deep inside her.

“Pleeeease, Lor?” Maisie pleaded a week later. “Your period was okay. You said you were thinking about stopping because he’s your cousin anyway.”

It was true ... Lor sometimes saw her uncle’s features when she looked at Brady’s face, which meant she also saw some of her father, and that made her feel weird because she didn’t find her father attractive ... or her uncle, for that matter. Some of Brady’s features came from his mother, her aunt, most notably his eyes and chin, but that just confused the issue. “Okay, fine, Maisie ... I’ll take a pill every third day.” Brady was only going to be with them for another couple weeks, so at worst she’d have one bad period and then everything would be back to normal.

Lor also stopped coming down to watch the two young lovers, though she could hear the occasional gasp or sigh floating lazily up the basement stairs, leaving her vagina feeling wet and forlorn. When Maisie came back upstairs later, her face shining with perspiration and a look of complete satisfaction, Lor would reexamine her decision but ultimately decided that incest was, in fact, not best. Once school started back up, though, she would start looking for a boyfriend.

A week later, Maisie’s parents took her for some camping on the coast for a couple days. Without his usual ‘outlet’ during that lazy summer, Brady started hanging around with Lorelei more often, his hands wandering more than they should.

“Stop,” Lor told him as her cousin’s warm hand moved up her leg. Why had she worn her jean skirt while they hung out on her bed, she wondered? But he stopped.

Later, while she sunbathed on her front in the backyard, Brady came out in his tight trunks and stretched, showing off his toned figure. He gave her curvy, bikini-clad form a look and headed over to her, but grabbed the suntan lotion bottle before slicking himself up. Lor couldn’t help but glance a few times at his glistening muscles.

“I’ll put some more lotion on you,” he insisted, grabbing the bottle and squirting more onto his palms before she could say no, and then his strong fingers were running up her leg once again, making her shudder. It was a mixture of lotioning and massage, running up one leg and down the other before moving to her back. His fingers were tantalizing the sides of her bikini-covered breasts when they heard the sliding back door open. The young man deftly moved his hands up to her neck, finishing before he rose back to his feet.

“Ooh, can you get my back too, Brady?” Lor’s mother stepped into the backyard in a dark blue one-piece that covered the front of her voluptuous form but the back of it was mostly thin straps. The short brunette, practically an older version of her daughter, lay down onto a towel and turned to admire the young hardbody as he approached with the lotion.

“Absolutely, Aunt Tess.”

Lor turned her head to watch as Brady lotioned up her mother. She felt weird and didn’t like it, so got up and headed back inside, despite just having lotion reapplied.

That night, Lor strongly considered just heading down to the basement to jump Brady’s bones but she held to her convictions. It didn’t stop her from masturbating, though.

Lor got up late the next morning and found Brady and her mother at the dinner table playing cards.

“Ah, there you are, Lorelei,” her mother said as she turned. She was wearing a nice sundress that showed off her legs and sun-pinked shoulders. “I’m teaching Brady Gin Rummy ... would you like to join us?”

“Um, no, thank you.” Lor grabbed a muffin with some juice to wash it down and headed back to her room, feeling out of sorts.

They watched some TV that night but something about how her mother sat next to Brady on the couch while Lor had to take the recliner made her feel weird again.

That night, Lorelei woke up as she felt someone get into the bed with her.

“Shh!” Brady shushed her and then kissed the back of her neck as he sidled in behind her. After a week of being unable (unwilling!) to touch him, she felt her whole body shudder at the sensation of his lips brushing along such a vulnerable place.

“Brady...”

“I said ‘shh’.” He turned her face to his and then his tongue was in her mouth.