Representing at the Family Reunion
Copyright© 2025 by D. Fritz
Chapter 5: Carrie’s Confession
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 5: Carrie’s Confession - Carrie and Carl have been married for about a year. Before the wedding, Carl attended Carrie’s family’s annual family reunion and had an awful experience. Now, a year later, she has convinced him to give her family another chance before they go to an all-inclusive Caribbean resort for their one-year anniversary. Nothing goes according to what Carl expected.
Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fiction Incest
Helena listened on the phone for a moment, then without moving away from Carl, handed him the phone and raised her eyebrows.
“Carrie?” he said cautiously.
As he listened to Carrie, Helena moved to the opposite recliner. She rotated it so that it faced Carl’s chair, then sat and pulled the handle to open the foot rest. She planted her heels on the elevated padded cushion then spread her knees wide. With one hand she cupped a breast and lifted it to her mouth to lick her nipple. With her other hand, she tousled her pubic hair before using her fingers to spread her pussy lips, fulling exposing herself to Carl.
Carl stared at Helena. He could not reconcile seeing a strange, fully naked woman masturbating just a few feet away, with talking to his wife on the phone on the opposite side of the country.
“Honey,” Carrie said tentatively. “I, uh, I should tell you ... fuck.”
“Carrie?” Carl said questioningly.
She paused, then said firmly, “I’m sorry I did not tell you earlier. I wasn’t sure how this trip would go with me being absent, but I am not surprised by Helena.”
When Carl did not respond, Carried continued. “I promise to tell you everything later. For now, stand up and drop your pants.”
Carl wanted to protest, but along with seeing Helena fingering herself he heard a moan on the phone and recognized it as the sound Carrie made when she was getting excited.
“Carl, baby,” Carrie growled, “Don’t protest. Just do as I say. I’m very wet and have my toy buried in my puss, now stand up and drop your pants and start to jack off. I want you to cum with me. First, put me on speaker phone.”
Carl clicked the button to change the call to the speaker, then stood robotically and pulled the tie holding his sweats. He let them drop to his ankles.
Helena called out, “Oh, yeah, let’s see it.” She was working herself faster and faster, her eyes glued to Carl’s crotch.
They could hear Carrie’s breathing deepen over the phone.
Carl hooked his thumbs in his shorts, bent slightly to pull them down, then stood. His dick bobbed in front of him when freed.
“Yes,” Helena hissed as she stared at Carl.
Over the phone, they heard Carrie, “Jack it, baby, cum with us.”
Carl gripped his manhood and started to slowly pump himself while watching Helena and listening to his wife. He could imagine her on their bed, completely naked, using her dildo to fuck herself to orgasm. He knew her chest would be covered with the rush of excitement and her nipples hard and erect. When fucking Carrie, she loved it when he paused his thrusting to take a nipple into his mouth and suck it hard before moving to the other, then resume pounding her to climax.
The two women were getting louder and seemed to have synchronized their moans. Carl’s pumping also increased in time. Suddenly, Helena rolled her head back, arched her back, and slammed her knees together as she erupted in a powerful orgasm. He could hear a similar reaction from the phone and could see in his mind’s eye Carrie following the same pattern as she clamped her legs down hard on her toy. Carl was close behind and gave himself a few hard pumps. When he started to shoot his load his first spurt was quite powerful and it managed to hit Helena’s foot. Her eyes were glassy with lust as she used a finger to wipe the cum off her foot and then lick her finger while staring at Carl.
There were a few minutes of silence as everyone caught their breath. Then they heard Carrie over the phone.
“Ahh, hope that was as good for the two of you as it was for me.”
Helena replied, “What a warm up act. I can’t wait for more.”
Carl’s head snapped from Helena to the phone.
“More?” he said.
Carrie replied, “Yeah, there’s going to be more. A lot more. For now, take Helena to bed. Call me whenever you are done, no matter the time.”
“But,” he started to protest.
“No but,” Carried interrupted. “We’ll talk later. For now, go give Helena your best fuck.”
Carl heard the recliner footrest bang shut. He looked over and saw Helena push herself to her feet. She came to his side and took the phone.
As she talked to Carrie, Helena gripped Carl’s dick, and said, “Don’t worry, he’s in good hands.”
Helena pulled Carl by his dick into the bedroom. She turned to face him. Standing on her toes she leaned up and kissed him on the lips. She did not let go of his member.
He balked at the kiss.
“You heard your wife. She said to give me your best.”
She pulled his head lower and kissed him again. When she parted her lips and her tongue flicked across his teeth his dick twitched. She purred and started to stroke him slowly. He took a breast in hand and used his thumb to caress her nipple. Helena leaned into his hand and growled as her grip tightened.
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