Ch 20
This is the story of Stephen who can see peoples emotional state as a colour. In the aftermath of the pool side action, all is revealed.
All character are over 18 years of age.
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Everyone was still in recovery when Dad and Uncle John made their presence known having just returned from the supply run, each carrying a slab of beer. Charlie lifted himself from Aunt Jane's back, his softening cock spilling out of her with a pop and a gushing flow of cum. Leaning back a drool of cum still joined them.
The girls were each seated with legs akimbo. Mom looked like fire hose of cum had been sprayed on her back. All had a "just been fucked" look about them although technically only Aunty Jane actually had been.
Dad and Uncle John exchanged looks.
"What have we missed here?" he asked.
I'm sure they both would have thought their own family was responsible for the debauchery, unaware of the goings on in the other's household.
I looked at Tess. "I think it's time to come clean." My eyes brows raised turning the statement to a question.
"Yes, alright, I've been meaning to anyway," she replied.
"Well," I began, "it's a long story. Please hear us out, then we can answer any questions you have".
Tess and I had earlier exchanged memories, we took turns filling in the details. Starting when Jen was a kid, and more recently the episode with my friend Peter. How I discovered the yellow horny flux, the purple colour of hate, grey lies, white truth and that of happiness, sadness and anger. How we could move the flux around to increase or decrease particular emotions and tell when a lie was being told. The first time we all had sex, the episodes with Helen (my ex-boss) and her husband and my couples therapy business. Tess filled in her anecdotes. Aunt Jane and the family coming to visit, the surprise of Tess's and my matrix time and the knowledge/memory exchange. Then finally concluding with the mind blowing orgasmic experience they just missed but for which there was ample visible evidence not the least of which the Aunt Janes stretched and cum filled ass. As we finished and as if to punctuate the description, Jane turned and spread an ass cheek to show the men her cum filled ass.
"Yes! Yes! Jane, we don't all need to see your stretched hole!" John cried.
"Oh, of course not, sorry!" replied Jane now a little embarrassed.
"Let's face it," I said, "we've all seen plenty let's not pretend".
"Yes, quite," said John, then glancing at dad, "what do you think?"
"Well, that's quite a story you two have concocted," dad said addressing Tess and I.
"Quite a story!", John picked up where he left off. "If we are going to 'not pretend' as you say Stephen, perhaps we should have started with the truth?"
"It is true, every word!" Tess jumped in, "and I can prove it!"
"Really!" both dad and John replied together.
"Exactly how do you propose to do that?", asked John somewhat incredulously.
"Wait John", it was Jane now, "we may have proved ourselves to be incestuous, but none of us have ever been liars. You should be giving the kids the benefit of the doubt, or at least a chance to show us what they are saying is true."
"I need you to trust me and give me the benefit of the doubt for 10 minutes. Can you do that?" Tess asked.
"OK, sure, 10 minutes", replied her father.
"And you Uncle Paul?" she questioned.
"Yes, of course", replied Dad.
"OK, Stephen go and find me 2 old neck ties", commanded Tess.
"And Charlie, please, could you assemble the outdoor chairs for me. I want two on one side facing the rest, then you can arrange the others in a semi circle facing the first two".
Charlie set about arranging the chairs as I darted into the house to grab a couple of neck ties. I had no idea what Tess had in mind, but it sounded like it could get entertaining.
A moment later we were back.
"OK, first thing I need Mom, Aunt Lisa, and you Jen and Charlie seated at the semi circle. Uncle Paul and Dad, you two are the guests of honour, I need you in the front", commanded Tess, gesturing to the seating positions in turn.
With everyone seated, she continued, "Now you said you were going to trust me."
She moved behind the two men, and lightly secured their hands behind them using the neck ties.
Dad began to protest, but Tess cut him off, "Uncle Paul, you said you would trust me, I'll only tie them lightly so you can release yourself if you want to, I just need you to not touch yourself automatically, these are only here to remind you, that's all."
In spite of his nervousness Dad complied, putting his hands behind him to be lightly secured.
"Now to begin with, I think we need to lose these!".
Tess moved forward and stripped the two men of their shorts and briefs leaving them gathered around their ankles.
"Don't panic," she continued, "You're going to get a show, one I think you are going to like. But we need to see the effects".
That silenced any protest.
"Uncle Paul, Dad do you think I'm pretty?" she asked.
"Yes of course", said Dad.
"Dad, you like me a lot, don't you?"
"You know I do honey".
"Uncle Paul, Daddy sure does like me. He's very naughty, he likes to put his big cock in my mouth, he likes to put it in my pussy, he even likes to put it in my ass. How about you? Are you naughty too? Would you like to put your big cock in my pussy? Perhaps you'd like to see it first? Would you like to see it?"
Yellow fog began to swirl rapidly around the group but particularly around Dad's and Uncle John. Their cocks jump started, immediately growing.
I must say so did mine, and probably Charlies as well. I was more and more intrigued with where she was headed, still not quite catching on.
Dad looked at Uncle John, he desperately wanted to get a visual but was not yet prepared to say give an acknowledgement in front of the John or Jane either.
"Let me show you!" Tess continued undeterred.
Tess dropped her bikini bottom, paraded around them, then stood in front of them, bent over and spread wide offering them both a view right up her delicious holes. My cock turned to steel and I wasn't the object of her attention. As she bent over though I noticed the fog shift, leaving the men stranded. Every time it went near them it was sent running back to Charlie, myself and the others.
Their cocks shrivelled.
