Chapter 13: Consummation and Revelation

I woke to the sound of the bathroom door opening. Emma padded into the room, her naked body silhouetted against the early morning light filtering through the curtains. She caught me watching and blew me a kiss, her smile sleepy and sweet.

“Morning,” she whispered, and stretched languidly and a little show-offy. God, her body: high cone-shaped breasts topped with pretty pink nipples, little tuft of hair between her legs, svelte thighs leading up to just the cutest little bubbly butt.

“Morning,” I whispered back, sitting up. “Bathroom free?”

“All yours.” She grinned, biting her lower lip as I swung my legs off, her eyes appreciating the wobble of my half-hard cock. Maya murmured in her sleep a bit, and turned over to us.

“Wussuh?” she said, not really awake.

I gave her a kiss on the forehead and stood up, my morning wood leading the way, and took care of business. The cold water on my face helped wake me up, and I studied myself in the mirror — eyes clearer than they’d been in weeks, body relaxed despite all the activity. This weekend had been good for me. Good for all of us.

When I returned to the room, I stopped in the doorway. Emma had replaced me in the bed with Maya, and the two of them were tangled together, whispering and giggling softly. As I watched, Emma leaned in and kissed Maya — tender and exploratory, their lips moving together slowly. Maya’s hand cupped Emma’s cheek, and when they broke apart, both were smiling.

“You two look cozy,” I said.

They turned to look at me, still pressed close together. Maya held out a hand. “Come here. Join us.”

Emma opened her other arm in invitation. “Please?”

I climbed into the narrow bed, and they made space for me between them. Emma pressed against my right side, Maya against my left, both of them warm and soft and perfect. Emma’s hand found my chest, tracing lazy patterns while Maya’s fingers walked down my stomach. Dawn sun filtered through gauzy drapes, highlighting specks of dust in the air.

“Mmmmmm,” Emma murmured. “All of us together.”

“Really nice,” Maya agreed, her hand sliding lower to wrap around my semi-hard cock.

I groaned softly as she started stroking me, my hips shifting involuntarily. Emma turned my face toward hers and kissed me deeply, her tongue pushing into my mouth. Maya continued working my cock, her grip perfect, her rhythm steady, bringing me to full hardness.

Movement from the other bed — Lily stirring, sitting up, pushing brown hair from her face. She looked over at us, blinking, and grinned.

“Oooh, starting the morning fun, huh?” she said, voice husky with sleep.

“Join us,” Maya invited.

“In a minute. Gotta pee first.” Lily climbed out of bed and padded to the bathroom, her teenage body gorgeous in the morning light — fuller than Emma’s but not by much — soft curves, breasts that bounced slightly as she walked, the sway of her hips. My cock twitched in appreciation and Maya felt it and squeezed me back.

“In bed with us and you still have a roving eye,” she teased me in mock-annoyance.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, Maya shifted her attention fully to my cock, licking her palm and then stroking faster, her thumb circling the sensitive head. Emma broke our kiss and moved to my neck, sucking and biting gently while her hand joined Maya’s, both of them touching me together.

“You’re so hard,” Emma whispered against my throat. “I love feeling you like this.”

“You two are going to kill me,” I managed.

“But what a way to go,” Maya said with a wicked smile.

I reached up and gently touched Emma’s nipple, encouraging it to perk up a bit in the morning light. I groaned in appreciation and mashed my lips against her brow and cheeks, wanting to make out some more. Maya kept running her hand up and down, thumbing me, and let out a little coo as she discovered a bit of precum beading out.

The toilet flushed, water ran, and Lily emerged. She took in the scene — me lying back with Emma and Maya’s hands all over my cock — and bit her lip.

“There’s no room on the bed,” she observed.

“Come here anyway,” Maya said.

Lily knelt beside the bed, right at hip level. She leaned in and licked the head of my cock while Maya continued stroking the shaft. The dual sensation made me groan loudly.

“My big brother is way too fucking lucky,” Emma breathed, watching me get dual-pleasured.

Maya and Lily coordinated beautifully — one sucking while the other stroked, then switching, their tongues occasionally meeting around my cock in ways that made my hips buck. Emma kept kissing me, swallowing my moans, her hand on my chest feeling my heartbeat race. I pulled at her breast and made her gasp, and she clutched at the back of my head, our breathing mingling with the hot scent of morning.

When Emma and I broke apart for air, she stayed close, her lips brushing mine as we whispered.

“I love you,” I said.

“I love you too.” She kissed me again, soft and sweet. “So much.”

“When are you two going to fuck?” Lily asked, pulling off my cock with a wet pop. “I’m dying to watch.”

Emma blushed but smiled. “We’ll get around to it. I want it bad, but it’s a big step.”

“Whenever you’re ready,” I murmured, unable to hide the husk from my throat. The thought of her spread beneath me, those legs holding me close, sinking into that sweet sweet wetness ... Jesus. Maya squeezed me again at the base and sucked in her cheeks, slurping at me.

“I think I’m ready,” she gasped. “But maybe not here, not right now, in this big cuddle puddle,” Her fingers traced my jaw. “We just woke up, and I do kinda want you all to myself. I hope that’s okay.”

“Whenever you want,” I assured her again. I blushed a bit. “Sorry for being such a horndog. I’m so fucking spoiled with all of you. I’ll give you some time with just the two of us, I promise.”

“I know. Thank you.”

Maya pulled back from my cock and looked at Lily. “Well then yay for us! Want to decide who gets to fuck him first?”

“Paper, rock, scissors?” Lily suggested.

“You’re on.”

They played right there beside the bed, both of them completely serious about this silly game. Best two out of three. Lily won with a triumphant “Yes!”

She jumped up and moved to the other twin bed, spreading herself out on her back, her legs falling open in invitation. Her pussy was pink and wet, already aroused from the cuddling. Her breasts rose and fell with her excited breathing, nipples hard and begging to be touched.

“Come here,” she said to me, her voice husky and low. “I wanna look at you while you love me. Sweetly.”

Maya stood. “I also need to hit the loo, lovers. Take your time.” She kissed me quickly and headed to the bathroom.

I moved to Lily’s bed, positioning myself between her spread thighs. Emma followed, climbing onto the bed behind me, pressing her naked body against my back. Her arms wrapped around my chest, her lips finding my shoulder. She reached around me and gripped my saliva-wet cock, pointing it at our niece’s lusciously spread flower.

“Love her good,” Emma whispered in my ear. “She deserves it.”

I pushed into Lily slowly, watching her face as I filled her. She was tight and hot, her young pussy gripping me perfectly. Her eyes stayed locked on mine as I started moving — slow, gentle thrusts, nothing urgent.

“You’re all so beautiful,” I told her.

“So are you,” Lily breathed. “I love the way you look at me.”

Emma’s hands roamed my chest and stomach while I fucked Lily, her lips never leaving my skin — kissing my shoulders, my neck, my back. Sometimes she leaned around to kiss Lily too, their mouths meeting over my shoulder while I continued my steady rhythm.

“This is perfect,” Emma whispered. “It just makes me all the more excited about my turn.”

“Oh f-fuck, Emma,” Lily grunted, writhing a little beneath us. “His cock is SO-O-O-OO goo-ood. You’re gonna love it.”

The bathroom door opened and Maya returned, taking in the scene with a satisfied smile. She climbed onto her own bed and beckoned to Emma.

“Come here, beautiful. I was really enjoying your kisses.”

Emma kissed my shoulder one last time and pulled away from me, giggling nervously as she moved to Maya’s bed. They settled facing each other, legs tangled together, and started kissing deeply. I watched them while continuing to fuck Lily, mesmerized by how natural they looked together.

“How do I feel?” Maya asked Emma between kisses, her hand cupping Emma’s breast.

“You’re so soft and warm,” Emma’s hand slid between Maya’s legs. “What’s it like when he’s in here?”

“It’s really nice, Emma. Unnh, that’s really nice, too. It’s like finding something you didn’t know you were missing and discovering that you always wanted it.”

“I’m glad we can share him,” Emma said. “I’m glad I get to share you too.”

My cock throbbed inside Lily at hearing them talk about me like this. I grinned down at her, she was biting her lip and looking at me with lidded eyes, and something in them told me that even though she wanted it sensual and sweet, she was starting to want it harder. I gripped the back of her thighs and pushed them up, shifting myself to sink into her deeper with each stroke. Lily let out a delighted gasp and began grunting with each thrust.

“Oh! F-ffuck, Ethan. Fuck me harder, yes!”

“Oh, he liked hearing that,” Maya giggled, clutching at Emma but looking over at me. “Ethan, you like hearing us talk about you?”

“Fuck yes,” I admitted, my face flushing.

“He’s getting harder,” Lily observed. “I can feel it.”

“Tell him how good he feels,” Maya encouraged her.

“So good,” Lily moaned, her pussy clenching around me. “Your cock is perfect, Uncle Ethan. I love how gentle you are. How you look at me like I’m special.”

“You are special,” I said, fucking her a bit faster now.

Emma and Maya kept making out, their hands all over each other, but their attention was clearly on us. They started providing commentary and encouragement:

“That’s it, Ethan, fuck your niece good.”

“Look how pretty she looks taking your cock.”

“She’s going to cum soon, I can tell.”

“Make her scream, bro.”

Lily’s breathing got more ragged, her body tensing. “Oh god, oh fuck, I’m close—”

“You gonna cum, bitch?” Emma urged with a giggle, testing out a bit of dirty talk. “Is my big brother’s cock hitting all the right places?”

Lily came with a sharp cry, her back arching off the bed, her pussy spasming around my cock. The sensation pushed me right to the edge — I was seconds from exploding inside her.

“Oooh ooh, I recognize that grimace!” Maya shouted. “Who’s up for a morning shower, quick!”

I pulled out of Lily’s clenching pussy, my cock slick and throbbing. Emma and Maya scrambled off their bed and knelt on the floor behind us, pressing close together. Their faces were upturned, eager, their breasts pushed out in offering.

“Spray our tits, Ethan!” Emma commanded, grinning wickedly. I staggered back, hard cock in my hand, trying to keep my head. Lily woozily stumbled from below me and knelt down next to Maya, still catching her breath.

I stroked my cock frantically, standing over them, looking down at three beautiful faces and three sets of perfect breasts. Emma’s were small and perky, Maya’s were firm and pointy, Lily’s were round and bouncy. All of them waiting for my cum.

“Come on, baby,” Maya encouraged. “Cover us.”

“Mark us,” Lily gasped.

“Do it bro,” Emma finished.

That did it. I came hard, thick ropes of cum shooting across their chests. The first pulse hit Maya’s breasts, the second hit Lily’s, the third hit Emma’s. I kept cumming, painting all three of them, white streaks across tan skin, dripping down between their breasts, some landing on their necks and collarbones.

They giggled and pressed closer together, rubbing their cum-covered chests against each other, spreading my release across all three of them.

“That was pretty hot,” Lily said, breathless.

“Pretty fun way to get up,” Maya agreed.

Emma looked up at me, her chest glistening with my cum, and smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” I said, completely spent and completely content.

We eventually showered — two at a time to fit in the small bathroom — and got dressed for the day. But the intimacy of that morning lingered, a sweet warmth that carried us through breakfast and into whatever came next.

After breakfast, Emma and I decided to walk on the beach. The others were content to lounge at the house — David and Sofia in the living room, Jessica and Tom on the deck, Marcus and the others heading to the beach. Emma and I wanted some time alone, just the two of us, to talk and process everything.

We left the other beachgoers and walked in comfortable silence for a while, collecting shells, letting the waves lap at our feet. I grabbed a folded blanket in case of chill, Emma wore her simple sundress, her hair loose in the ocean breeze. She looked happy and free, so different from the nervous girl who’d started this summer.

“I’ve been thinking,” Emma said eventually, pausing to examine a perfect sand dollar. “About everything that’s happened. This whole summer.”

“Yeah?”

“A month ago, I was terrified about the secrets of our family. Terrified of people finding out about us. About what I wanted.” She turned to look at me. “Now I don’t care who knows.”

“Emma —”

“I mean it. I spent so much energy hiding, being ashamed, worrying about what people would think.” She threw the sand dollar back into the ocean. “But you know what? Fuck them. This is who I am. Who we are. And I’m done apologizing for it.”

I pulled her into a hug, my chest tight with pride and love. “I’m so proud of you.”

“I’m proud of me too.” She laughed against my chest. “Is that weird to say?”

“Not at all.”

We kept walking, and Emma brought up Maya. “I’m really happy you found her, you know. She’s good for you.”

“You’re okay with it? Really?”

“More than okay. I love watching you two together.” She blushed slightly. “And I really like her. Like, in my own way. Is that weird?”

“Nothing about us is conventional, Em. Weird doesn’t apply anymore.”

We found a more secluded stretch of beach, partially hidden by rocky outcroppings. Emma stopped walking and turned to face me, something intense in her expression.

“Make love to me,” she said. “Right here.”

I glanced around. “Em, we’re a ways from the private beach —”

“I know.” She pulled her sundress over her head in one smooth motion, standing naked in front of me. She gave a twirl, her face filled with joy. “I want them to see. I want to stop hiding.”