Chapter 1

Donna’s suspicions of her three brothers being intimate with their mother are proven true when she catches them in the act. Her father tries to kiss her, which causes her to panic. The panic forces her out of the house and falls down a steep incline. She wakes on an island that is a place between life and death where her father serves as her guide. Sex? Are you KIDDING?!?!

Donna had known there was something different about her family for years that they kept well hidden from her. The way her brothers acted around their mother never sat quite right and didn’t matter if their father was home or not. It wasn’t any one thing any of them did, but a lot of little things like the lingering bodies as they passed one another.

She may not have known exactly what it was they were doing, but none were innocent; not even her younger brother, Jason. The two of them used to be much closer, but the more he was drawn along with the twins, Lucas and William, the more distant he’d gotten from her. Donna did miss having someone to talk to, to share things with, to be a brother to her, but he wasn’t coming back.

It was a tension that filled the house, which felt infectious as she found her eyes lingering on their massive bulges, which none bothered to hide from her. None of them touched her in any way, not even her father, or even went out of their ways to brush up against her. They were all captivated by their mother, which did make her feel a little jealous, but could never put it into words of any kind.

She knew they were all rather large when it came to their dicks, with her father being the biggest in terms of girth, but had no idea just how big they really were. It was nothing more than curiosity about all of them; at least that’s what she told herself. If there was anything more than innocent curiosity, she would never admit it to herself. Their eyes may have been drawn to her body like hers was to theirs, but there was nothing innocent about it; particularly where her father was concerned.

His brown eyes lingered on hers longer than anyone’s, but always pretended not to notice it. There was something pleasant about drawing their looks away from their mother, but none more than her father. She knew what he wanted to do with her and should’ve done something to stop the looks, but didn’t want to lose the feeling of being in control in a house controlled by her mother.

Donna knew they would never slip up in front of her, since they never had. She suspected her brothers and mother were engaged in incestuous relations, but had no proof of anything. They were careful around her; at least as careful as they could be living in the same house, but there must’ve been something to her suspicions.