Chapter 4: Road Trip to the Lake - Sharing Duane With Kristen

Finally I got out of bed, showered and put on my bikini and a pair of denim shorts. I just let my hair hang straight and didn’t bother with any makeup. My mom was dressed about the same, granted her bikini top was a little less revealing than mine plus it had to be a little bigger to contain her larger boobs. She had on shorts as well which were cut pretty high, but her ass wasn’t hanging out like mine was. My mom may be over forty now, but I had to admit she still made the outfit work!

My Aunt Linda and Kristen arrived not long afterwards. I smiled as it seemed we all were like following some sort of dress code where the only variant was the length of the shorts and the cut of the bikini top. Of course, UNDER the shorts was where the real difference was and I was curious to see if Kristen had her slutty thong on today, the one that was basically a piece of string with a small triangle of material in front. Odds were she was, especially since Duane was coming with us today. The little slut wouldn’t miss out on any opportunity to tease him as much as possible. I’d warned her to stay away from Duane now that I was getting serious with him but I knew my cousin better than to believe her when she promised to be good. It was what she was “good” at that bothered me!

We had things about packed when Duane’s truck pulled up. He parked it in the street so we would be able to get out with our SUV and came into the house without knocking. It was nice that he was getting more comfortable around my parents and such but I hoped that he never just barged in when I was sucking my dad’s cock - or more. Someday if he decided to propose to me he would learn about that side of my life, but until then he was staying the dark if I had anything to say about it.

Actually, it was sort of ironic when you considered what Duane did, and did NOT know about all of us. No doubt he figured my parents knew we were having sex, it’s not like we were teenagers anymore. Little did he know how MUCH I actually told them. Many a night I got my mother all worked up and we would masturbate together as I told her, in great detail, how Duane had fucked me earlier that night. If there was one person who was rooting for him to propose, it was her.

Of course Duane knew nothing about me and my parents having sex. While he knew that Kristen and I played together at parties, I think he assumed that was more to tease the guys who watched us than anything else. I wondered what he would say if he knew just how intimate we were at home - not to mention the close relationship she had with her mom. Duane had actually fucked them both but didn’t know that each of them knew the other had fucked him. No doubt he thought it was hot to fuck the mother of a girl he was screwing at the parties. How would he feel when he found out the mom and daughter compared notes? Similarly, I knew he’d fucked Kristen in the past - and still did now and then if they happened to be at the same party. What he did NOT know was that like she and her mom, we both compared his sexual prowess on a regular basis as well.

Someday, if things continued on the way they were going and Duane and I get engaged, THEN he will know about all of this but in the meantime there were limits to which we would let him know about the “family secrets”. I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when I told him everything!

Duane was wearing long shorts that came to his knees and a tank top that did more than show off his muscular chest. All four women had their eyes on him - if only he knew what we would have all liked to have done to him right then and there! I felt a little proud being his girlfriend. He may still fuck other girls, including Kristen and her mom, but I knew where he came to first for sex, and the most - me.

It was getting late so without much ado we climbed in the SUV. My mom was driving with my Aunt Linda riding shotgun. I got in and moved to the middle with Duane getting in after me. I expected Kristen to get in from the other side but she gave Duane a push and told us to move over, leaving Duane in the middle between the two of us. I looked over at her and she just grinned at me and winked. Oh lord, what was she up to now? With Kristen, you always knew it had to be something to do with sex but what you never knew was what she had planned. With her, it could be about anything.

It was almost two hours to the lake and so we made a pass through a drive-thru to get some breakfast and coffee. Then we hit the highway and headed south to West Virginia. For a while we all just chatted and talked about friends and some gossip, nothing serious. I could tell Kristen was getting a bit anxious from the way she was squirming in her seat. That girl was worse than the kids I had in elementary school when it came to sitting still for any length of time. My mom and aunt were engaged in some conversation but with the noise of the highway and the radio I couldn’t make out much of what they were saying.

Kristen, of course, was the one to get things started. Without warning, she twisted around slightly and planted her hand firmly on Duane’s crotch, squeezing down on his dick and gripping it through the loose material. She looked at me as if daring me to say anything but I just shook my head in disbelief and shrugged. Really, what was I going to do, try and stop the horny little slut? May as well try to stop the tide once she set her eyes on a guy.

I watched as she slide her hand under the elastic band of his shorts and down inside his crotch. From the way he jumped, I knew she had struck gold, or at least his cock. Duane looked at me as if asking me if it was OK with me. I just grinned and shrugged yet again, knowing it was useless to say anything else. Actually, I really didn’t mind what Kristen was doing. If anything, it was kind of hot to watch.