The Accident
Copyright© 2016 by Old Man with a Pen
Chapter 14
She’s my sister ... what ever else she is ... she’s still my sister.
I hoped she was dry. Shouldn’t have gone down on her ... but I did. Then I fucked her for four hours. We got home at five o’clock Sunday. Mom was waiting up. Grace couldn’t walk. I had to drag her in.
“Mom,” she groaned, “You lied to me. He’s HUGE.”
“Aw ... c’mon, Grace. He’s Finn ... it’s too cold to grow ‘em big.”
“David,” Grace said. “Show her.”
And of course, Grace had fucked me to a bloody stump. So, what I showed mom was exactly what she expected ... a stub.
“Mom,” complained Grace, “That is not the same dick, I mean, it is ... but that’s not what did the deed. My hairbrush is bigger than that.”
Oops.
I headed up to my attic room ... and my closet. No matter how long I’m on Chaos and Crossroads ... fifteen minutes passes on Earth. I stripped off my regalia and headed for the portal. I made it through the second door sans clothing.
“Honey! I’m home!”
Val was seated ... sprawled ... in what could only be called a red satin double wide sex lounger with curves that reminded me of the swoop fendered C-3 Corvette ... the lounger ... not Val.
Val knew I was coming ... sorry about that ... and dressed ... undressed ... for it...
She looked marvelous. Lounging on the lounger with her back to the door.
She stretched.
“Wonderful!” she turned, “ ... what happened to your cock?”
“Senior Prom.”
“Get in the tub!”
The healing chamber is jokingly referred to the tub on Cassandra. Never on Crossroads ... the tub gets mad.
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