Unintended Consequences Ch04

I sat in my recliner, still naked, and watched Darlene dress and then leave, coaxing Alyssa away as well. Darlene had been pretty clear that someone was coming, and I could guess who it had to be. I pushed out of the chair and found my shorts where Julia had dropped them. I padded barefoot to my bedroom, where I found Julia curled up on the bed, wrapped in the blanket.

I sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to stroke her hair. She felt my touch and pulled herself over, until her head was in my lap.

"I don't know what came over me. I just couldn't help myself. I wanted you so badly." She whispered.

"It's alright. You couldn't help yourself." I said, as I stroked her hair.

"You don't hate me for it, do you?"

"Hate you? Of course not."

"Who was that woman?"

"Darlene? She's the head witch at the coven."

"Witch?"

"Yeah, I guess they're a real thing. I never knew."

"She seemed to know things. I could hear her talking to you. She said things about my mother and me that; well, they're a little scary."

"I'll agree with that."

"So, I have a cousin with the same birthday as I do?"

"I don't know. What's your birthday?"

"February twelfth nineteen ninety-nine."

"My oldest was born on the thirteenth. So not the same birthday, but apparently conceived at the same time."

"Is she nice?"

"She's a very sweet young woman." I answered. She's married and I'm expecting my first grandchild with her."

"That sounds nice. You don't seem old enough to have grandchildren though."

"Well, I don't have much control over that."

"My mom is in love with you. I heard her say it."

"She is?"

"She said that she can't stop thinking about you. About how it felt to just have you hold her and touch her. She says it never felt that way with daddy. She doesn't understand it and she's afraid."

"What is she afraid of?"

"Being with a man again. Daddy wasn't always the nicest. He drank too much and when he drank, he was mean. She promised me that she'd never let anyone do that to her again."

"Where is your father?"

"In prison. He got drunk and rammed a car full of teenagers. Two of them died." She whispered.

"I'm sorry." I said, stroking her head.

"Momma is coming."

"You know this?"

She pulled her hand from under the covers and held up her cell phone for me to see. "Yeah. I texted her where I was."

"I see. Why?"

"Because she loves you."

I shook my head. "I thought you loved me and wanted my babies."

She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "I do love you, but I can't have you. If I give you anything, it should be grandchildren, not children. No, if you're going to make babies, it should be with mama. She needs someone to love her like you can."

"How do you know I can love her?"

"Because of the way you treated me. I showed up and practically attacked you, and you were gentle and caring as you could be, with me trying to practically rape you."

"It wasn't that. And you were just under a spell. You didn't know what you were doing."

"I knew. I knew exactly what I was doing. I knew that I wanted you. I knew that I wanted your cum filling my pussy. I also knew I haven't put a vaginal ring in since my last period."

"When was that?"

"Three weeks ago. I didn't see much need, now that my boyfriend dumped me."

"Good lord." I whispered. "And I came in you twice already."

"Three times," she whispered. "That's okay. I can get a morning after pill tomorrow."

"That might be a good idea."

"Mama isn't on birth control either," she whispered.

"Oh my."

"She doesn't believe in abortion, so she won't get the pill. She believes that if she conceives, that it's meant to be and she'll raise it the best she can. But she isn't seeing anyone, so there wasn't much point in being on birth control."

I heard the doorbell. "I think she's here."

"Go to her. Love her. That's what she needs." Julia whispered.

I nodded and got up and headed out of the bedroom. I opened the door and found her standing on the porch in a pink jogging suit that was molded to her frame. I stood there staring at her. It was like looking at Suzanne all over again. I felt an ache in my heart, a heaviness that suddenly felt like a ton of lead. I felt my legs get weak and my arms fail me, as I collapsed into darkness.

"Come on. Wake up. It's alright. I have you." I heard her say softly. I felt myself being held, part of my body laying on a hard surface and part of me on something soft. I felt a softness against the side of my face, pressing to my cheek. I heard her voice again, pulling me, drawing me from the depths of blackness to the brightness in front of me. I opened my eyes and blinked away the fogginess. I was looking up into her face, only inches away, my head cradled to her chest. "There you are. That's it." She cooed softly, stroking my hair with one hand, while the other pulled me against her body.

"What happened?" I asked, still trying to blink away the awkward feeling of not being sure where you are, or what you're doing.

"You fainted. I know I'm good looking, but I've never had a man faint from looking at me." She said, with a joking smile.

"Yeah, I guess that could be awkward." I agreed, as I tried to sit up. She helped me off her lap and then to stand. I'd fallen in the open doorway...again. I wondered what the neighbors across the street were wondering. I closed the door and took her hand.

"I guess Julia came over?" she asked.

"Yeah. She's in the bedroom. I think we should talk." She bit her lower lip a little and nodded. I led her to the sofa and sat down next to her. "Julia came over and threw herself at me, literally."

"I guess that doesn't surprise me. Not the way she's been talking, since we came home from the lake. I suppose you had sex with her?"

"More like the other way around, but yeah, we did."

"I don't know what's gotten into her. I've never seen her act like this. I want to be mad at her, but in truth, I've been tempted to do the same thing."

"Come throw yourself at me?"

"Something like that." She said quietly. "It's all so overwhelming, finding out that I had a sister all these years. Then having sex with her husband. Watching him have sex with my daughter. I should be angry with you for that, but for some reason, I can't."

"I appreciate that. I think her problem was that silly love potion. At least that's what Darlene indicated."

"Yeah, about that. I've tried to grapple with that, but I just don't believe it. It just sounds like an excuse for a guy to go wild with all the women he wants."

"Two weeks ago, I would have agreed with you. Now that it's happened to me, well, I understand enough to know it's possible. I spent a bunch of time trying to research it and the result is that while it's all herbs, most of our medications are based off plants and animals. So, making a mixture of natural elements could easily give the same effect, as any standard pharmaceutical. In this case, not love, but desire. Strong, undeniable, sexual attraction."

"And that's what happened to us? You and me?"

"Initially, yes. While you were in the woods, I was standing there. The wind was blowing from behind me. The pheromones that I was putting off were blowing right toward you. It's not surprising that they had the effect they were intended to have. You were drawn to me, and I couldn't resist. That's part of what it does. Not only reduces inhibition, but dramatically increases sexual desire. Seeing you naked was like throwing gasoline on a fire."

"You say initially?"

"That's right. You see, it was just starting to wear off, and I guess once my body processed enough, expelled enough, the effects fade. Unfortunate you expel it though bodily secretions."

"Bodily secretions, as in..."

"Yeah, semen is included. The way I understand it, Julia probably got a pretty good shot, which all the girls did. You included."

"Then why aren't the other girls, why isn't my friend Darleen banging down your door?"

"It has to do with something the head witch calls our sexual cycles. Each of us has rhythm, a cycle. It starts when you're conceived. The way I understand it, if you have sex with someone and your cycles are close to being in sync, you can get a huge attraction to that person. If they're actually peeking together, well, that's where love at first sight comes from. Suzanne, my wife, she and I had that kind of connection. We were drawn to each other on our first date and never looked at another for our whole lives. According to Darlene, the witch, children that are conceived on that rhythm peak, have the same rhythm as their mother. It seems that Julia and my oldest daughter, Suzie, were born only a day apart, and were probably conceived on the same night. You and your sister would have had the same cycle, the same rhythm."

"And you think that my rhythm was peaking, when we met at the lake?" She asked, swiveling her legs towards me until our knees touched.

"Which is why we are so drawn to each other. We made the same connection that Suzanne and I did all those years ago."

"And that's why I feel so...feel what I do?"

"It is," I answered, wanting very much, at that moment, to reach out and pull her to me. Part of my heart, still a dark place, a place where only Suzanne had lived in me. That part of my heart was very confused, as I looked at Amanda and felt the desire overwhelming me.

"You're sure that this isn't just that love potion again?" She asked in a whisper, as she pushed herself a little closer to me, our legs now pressed together, our hips inches apart. Her hand moved to rest on my bare thigh, just below my shorts. "I feel like...I want to...I don't know how..." Her words trailed off and instead she leaned toward me. I turned my head enough, so that she could kiss me, which is clearly where this was headed. Her lips brushed mine gently, just barely touching mine. She started to pull back and then leaned into me again. This time our lips pressed together. I felt her breath flow into my mouth, as she sighed quietly.

I moved my arm and wrapped it around her shoulders. In moments I had pulled her to me, and we swiveled on the sofa, so that I was below her, with her laying on me, kissing me urgently. My hands went to the small zipper on her chest, pulling it down as far as I could. I reached between the, now open, sides of the spandex like top and pushed it off her shoulders. She struggled to pull her arms from the top and then placed them back on the sofa behind my head to hold herself up. I reached to her now bare back and undid the clasps of her bra. In moments I had it pushed up on her chest, my hands cupping her D cup breasts. The felt to me exactly like my wife's had, a full, firm handful with hard nipples pressing into my palms. I squeezed them firmly and was rewarded with a moan of pleasure into my mouth, as she continued kissing me.

She pulled her face from mine abruptly. "I need you," she said softly, but her eyes were filled with desire and want. She pushed off of me and struggled to get undressed quickly. I pushed my shorts down and worked them off my legs, while I watched her strip everything off, leaving her as naked as the first time I saw her. She climbed back onto the sofa on top of me, laying on me with her legs spread outside mine. She stopped, staring at me, her nipples brushing my chest. "Is this right?" Should we be doing this?"

"I want this as much as you do," I whispered.

She nodded wordlessly and I felt her push her body down mine slightly. I felt my cock head, already between her legs, press against her wet lips. She wiggled and rocked her hips as she slid up and down my body in frustration. Finally, I felt my head press in the right place, and with a deep groan she pushed back against me, forcing me into her vaginal depths. She worked me as far into her as I could go, in this position, and then she lay on me, holding herself still.

"David. I want you to be honest with me. Right now, right this second, are you thinking about me or her, my sister?"

"I honestly don't know." I whispered. "You are so close, so identical. I'm struggling to find where she ends and you start."

"What was her least favorite position?" She asked.

"What they call reverse cowgirl. She wanted to be able to see my face when I came, so positions that didn't let that happen, weren't her favorites."

She nodded and leaned her face to mine. She kissed me on the lips, softly. She pushed up off of me and climbed from the sofa. For a moment I thought she was going to leave, but instead she climbed back on over me. This time she was facing away from me. She guided my cock to her pussy again and pushed down on me. I watched her ass as she began to twerk it slowly up and down, driving herself on and off my engorged shaft.

I reached for her ass and squeezed and played with it, as she worked us closer and closer to climax. There was one more thing that Suzanne never liked. If Amanda wanted to be 'not Suzanne' then there was more I could do. I let her work both of us closer and closer to climax. Her rhythmic motions started to lose their rhythm and I could feel her pussy starting to contract around me. I shifted my hand and let my thumb slide between her cheeks. I pressed my thumb against her rosebud and forced just the tip into her.

"FUUUUUUCK!" she screamed at the sudden change in sensations. Her body jerking hard and shoving back at me. She drove my cock fully into her, as she shook and trembled. I moved my thumb ever so slightly, making her body jerk and shudder even more.

She reached back to pull my hand from her ass as she knelt over me, panting. "That was a dirty trick," she breathed heavily. "Did she like it when you did that?"

"Never," I answered.

"I don't either." She said, looking back at me. "I should just leave you hanging for doing that."

I chuckled. "That's exactly what she did, when I tried that on her."

She frowned and then climbed off of me, pulling off my rock-hard cock. She reached down and held a hand out. I took her hand and let her pull me up. "Your bedroom this way?"

"Yeah."

She led me down the hall to the open door, and then stopped in her tracks. "Shit," she whispered, as we stared at her daughter, still naked, or naked again, I wasn't sure which, sitting on the bed, her legs spread wide, two fingers pumping in and out of her pussy, while she held and snuggled my pillow.

She looked up at us and stopped, closing her thighs for a moment, to hide herself, and then pushed them apart again, tossing the pillow aside. "Oh God damn. Look at that cock. Tell me you brought him to fuck me? Tell me you want me to fuck him with you?"

"I...um...I don't think..." She stammered, as Julia held her hands out in invitation.

"Come on mom. Let's share him."

"Share him?"

"We both want him. We can take turns. I'll ride him and he can lick you and then we can switch. Come on mom. It'll be so fucking hot."

"No, I don't think...No, that's not going to happen, not with my daughter." She finally managed to say firmly. She turned and started down the hall at a quick walk. "I should leave. This isn't right. This isn't supposed to be happening."

I took one more look at Julia and turned to follow Amanda. "Wait," I said, as she gathered her clothes in the living room. "Please wait."

"NO! I can't do this. This isn't right. You're my sister's husband. I shouldn't be doing this." She said, as she started for the door, her clothes in her arms. She got to the door and flung it open, moving out into the dark to keep out of my reach. I followed her to the driveway, catching up when she reached the car. She had the door open and had tossed her clothes into the front seat.

"Wait!" I begged, pulling her around by the arm to look at me. "Don't go, please don't go."

"That's just the love potion shit talking. You can't love me. You can't want me. What you want is your wife back, and I'm not her. I can never be her. I can never be sure that when you look at me, you aren't looking at her."

"No. it's not the potion shit. That's gone. This, what we feel, this is real. It's the same thing as what happened with her, but it's still real."

"Really? Prove it! Do one thing that you know she would never allow, something you never did with her, ever!"

"Fine. I will." I reached for her and picked her up. She was heavy, but not so bad that I couldn't manage. I carried her back into the house and down the hall. I carried her to my bed and I tossed her on the bed. I crawled onto the bed over her, and lined my cock up. I pushed into her pussy, driving my cock slowly into her until it was as deep as I could get. She pulled her knees back and I slipped just a little deeper, feeling the end of her vagina with my head. I started to stroke into her slowly, pushing my fat cock in and out slowly. "Julia, sit on your mothers face, let me see you make yourself come on your mother."

I wasn't sure she understood, but then she moved. She moved to her knees and knee walked over her mother's face. She held herself there waiting. Amanda reached up and pulled on her daughter's hips. Pulling her down, until she could lick her own daughter's pussy.

With me on my hands and knees between Amanda's legs, my face was almost in Julia's pussy, my head brushing her stomach. I pushed myself up, and leaned toward her, trying to reach one of her tits. She saw what I was doing and leaned forward, pushing one of her sexy breasts toward me. I closed my mouth around her nipple and sucked, drawing a deep moan of pleasure. I concentrated on sucking her nipples, switching sides frequently, while still humping my hips, to drive my cock into Amanda. I could hear Amanda slurping the juices flowing from Julia's excited pussy, as her mother pushed her toward orgasm.

I knew she was going to come, and I was barely keeping mine at bay. Only my concentration on Julia's nipples, kept me from coming already. In and out I thrust, listening to Julia moan and gasp, as her climax was about to rush over her.

I finally couldn't wait any longer. My body jerked hard, driving my head into Amanda, my cum rushing up my shaft to surge into her. Over and over my body jerked, adding more cum to her pussy. I let go of Julia's nipples and lay my head against her tit, as I panted for breath. Julia lasted only a few more moments longer, before the shudders started. The first trembles were in her bent legs, and then her arms. She reached out to me and grasped my shoulders for support as her whole body trembled. She panted and gasped for nearly a minute, before the tremors, racing through her body, faded. She moved off her mother's face and flopped onto the bed.

I looked down at Amanda's glistening face. She reached up and pulled me down, kissing me with urgency, her own body clearly not ready to quit. I kissed her back, feeling my softening cock slip from her. That was one thing I was going to miss. My cock could stay hard forever with that potion. Amanda pushed on me and rolled me off her. She moved to her hands and knees, and then crawled over her daughter's body. She moved up until her pussy was over Julia's face.

"Now YOU get to make me come," she said, as she lowered her cum filled pussy to her daughter's face. "You want him? You want his cock and his cum? Well, here's one load for you. See if you still want it all, after you've taken it from my pussy."

I expected Julia to withdraw, not want to do it, but I saw her reach to wrap her arms around her mother's thighs and pull her down. I could see her eyes, as she licked and slurped her mother's pussy, her expression anything but one of revulsion. I wondered if she'd licked another girl before, the way she was digging in and teasing her mother's clit.

"Come kiss me." Amanda panted, holding her hands out to me. I crawled on my knees to her and with my slightly hardening dick hanging down in front of Julia's face, we pulled each other together. Her hard tits pressed to my chest as we pressed our lips together. We kissed, kneeling in front of each other, Julia eagerly licking my cum from her mother's pussy.