Blast Zone

I felt like someone had punched me in the gut.

Okay, that's not completely true. I felt like someone had punched me in the gut AND put a suction cup on my balls. My own mother had just finished a hellacious, skullfucking blowjob. On me.

When I came, I was embedded too deep in her mouth and she had coughed up most of the semen she had tried to swallow. And because of that, I'd finished shooting the rest of my orgasm on her stomach and breasts.

All of which I bring up, because it's important to note that when my twin sister Jenna discovered us in her room, my Mom was far from her best. Point of fact, she looked like she had been hit square in the chest with a water balloon full of my cum.

"Jenna..." Mom began, but then stopped. I mean, what could either of us say at that point?

"I don't fucking believe this!" Jenna shouted, and, well, I couldn't blame her.

Hell, I didn't believe it when it was happening.

"You didn't wait for me?"

Jenna was really angry now, and she-wait, what the fuck did she say?

"Honey, why are you home? You're supposed to be flying to France!" Mom's eyes were wide, a look of fear across her face.

"My flight was cancelled due to fog! And don't change the subject! What-why are you in my room?! And with him!" Jenna pointed an accusatory finger in my direction during that last bit. "You said we had to wait until our 18th party!"

What the hell? Jenna knows about the Club?

"What the hell? Jenna knows about the Club?" I asked, looking over to Mom. She was actually starting to drip some of ... well, me, I guess, onto Jenna's carpet.

"Everyone just calm down!" Mom raised her hands up, palms out. Given that I'd been controlling the pace of my blowjob with her wrists, her hands were one of the only dry parts of her body.

Before Jenna could decide how mad she was, a high-pitched scream sounded out from my parent's bedroom. Jenna took off immediately in that direction, followed by us. When we got there, we were treated to another scene of lust and debauchery.

Dad was pumping vigorously into Catalina, who was straddling him in a reverse cowgirl. But the reason she was screaming was because Monica Jenkins was rapidly flicking her tongue against Catalina's clit at the same time.

"I'm ... I-ohhhhhh ... I'm there," Dad finally called out. In an instant, Monica had his cock free of Catalina's pussy and started coaxing vertical cumshots that flew all over the room, although the majority of his output eventually ended up either on Catalina's stomach or Monica's hair.

The scene was pretty hot, but I also noticed that Jasmine and Aaliyah were missing. Which means Aaliyah ended up in a room ... with her own father!

Jenna interrupted Dad, Monica and Catalina's post-orgasm bliss with another outburst of outrage, but I managed to sneak away back to my room. I opened the door just in time to see Rod Jenkins pulling his cock out of my older sister, Jasmine. Aaliyah was sitting in my computer chair masturbating to their fornication, a glassy-eyed look of lust across her face.

Once he pulled out, I fully expected Rod to start ejaculating. Instead he just fell back onto the pillows behind him, exhausted. Aaliyah, in turn, stop pleasuring herself and immediately slid over to the side of my bed nearest to where Jasmine had been taking Rod's cock. Jasmine reached forward with her hand and began spreading her vagina wide! Aaliyah kneeled below her, and suddenly all of her father's semen came pouring out of Jasmine's vagina and onto Aaliyah's face. It was a similar move to the one Cordelia Grant pulled on Jessa Reynolds at the last party.

I almost lost the ability to stand trying to get my mind around what I just witnessed. Aaliyah's face was now covered with her father's cum ... mixed with a little bit of my older sister's output!

I must have made some sort of noise as I braced myself against the doorframe, because both Aaliyah and Jasmine finally noticed I was there. Jasmine ran her tongue over her lips, still drunk with lust, but Aaliyah looked a little annoyed, as if I'd ruined the moment by witnessing what they'd just done.

"Uh ... Jenna's here. Her plane, uh, her plane was fogged. In. Fog-it was cancelled." I could barely get the words out. I was too distracted by Jasmine's, uh, "creamy flow" dripping from Aaliyah.

Jasmine bounded instantly to her feet and ran past me to the hallway. Rod finally regained his senses and followed her out, stark naked. That left Aaliyah and me alone in my room.

Which, to be honest, had been something I'd been desperately hoping would happen for two months. But this was a little different than what I'd been envisioning.

"You, uh, you need a, uh, towel, or..."

She glared daggers at me, which was hard to do, given that her face was pretty much a mask of spooge at this point.

So of course I needled her further as we walked into the hallway and towards my Dad's room.

"It's just, you got a little something," I continued, making an imaginary motion around her whole face," right here."

"Says the kid who turned his mother's stomach and chest into a blast zone!" Aaliyah responded, without missing a beat.

"Touche." I couldn't help but giggle at that.

When we got to my Dad's room, I could tell that Jenna was really wound up. She was tremendously angry about the situation, and I soon found out why. Apparently, I was the LAST member of the family to be introduced to the shenanigans of the Cuisine Club. Jenna had actually discovered its true nature on a couple of occasions before I had ever even thought to venture out of the basement.

Mom and Dad had given her the same speech they gave to me; she'd have to wait until she was eighteen before she could join the festivities. I decided to keep my mouth shut about my FIRST party, since I figured that would only make Jenna madder.

"Honey, we weren't about to punish your brother by excluding him while you went off to France. That wouldn't be fair to Jimmy." Mom was using that same "Mom" voice she used with me when she told me why we couldn't have sex a half hour ago. It's basically the voice she uses when she's telling one of us something we may not want to hear.

"Yeah, so instead you just let him cum all over your tits!" Jenna was so upset she was bordering on tears.

"I beg your pardon young lady!" Now Mom was angry. Jenna immediately spun around and ran to her room. Mom, Dad and practically the whole group started to follow her, but I put my hand up to stop them.

"She's my twin. Let me see if I can calm her down." Mom was still seething, but she nodded at me, and I went back to Jenna's room.

I knocked on the door, but there was no response, so I turned the handle and went inside anyway. Jenna was balled up in a heap on her bed, crying into her arms.

"Alright, sis, what's this really about?"

"Go away!"

"Uh, if I go away, you're gonna have, like, seven more people trying to get in here."

"I'm sure you'd love that. Then you can all have a big gangbang and make me watch."

"Look, we thought you were leaving for a week. If you're really that worried about it, I'm sure Mr. Jenkins can summon up some strength and-"

Jenna's face popped up from her arms, and I could see she was struggling with something.

"I like girls!" She blurted out, and I could see in her eyes she immediately regretted saying anything at all. I merely shrugged.

"So? Hell, Mom likes girls, Catalina and Monica Jenkins were just-"

"Nooo," Jenna interrupted, truly tortured by what she was saying, "I mean, I think I REALLY like girls."

"Oh. Ohhhh." I finally understood what was bothering her. "So you ONLY like girls. Have you ever, you know, been with a guy?"

She shook her head. "I've made out with a few. I don't know. It was okay. But when Jill and I kissed ... it just felt so much better."

Wow. Jill was one of Jenna's prettier friends. She wore glasses, but she had long brown hair and kind of a girl next door thing going on.

"Gaaawd, I don't want to talk about this right now."

"Have you told Mom, or Dad or Catalina?"

She shook her head. "No. I thought I could bring it up in private, but now everyone's here, and..." Tears were starting to stream down her face. "And now everyone will know I'm some sort of freaky lesbian."